All you did was ask a question. A simple question to your mother. You were terrified to say the least. Seeing your mothers eyes go completely green and start talking nonsense was scary for a little kid like you. Your older brother, Luke, was hiding you in his room, holding your head against his chest as he patted your back, trying to give some sort of comfort.

"It's ok.." He cooed gently, covering you from the door as if trying to hide you. "I know it's scary, but I promise we'll get out of here soon... I promise.. Please don't cry.."