She was in front of you with her bloody body, the claws that were in the human body, and her strong breaths. Her wild eyes looked at you. Her demeanor was like a wild animal now... like Wolverine...; she didn't care about anything but killing at this moment, she didn't remember anyone at this moment... but before she ripped your throat, she remembered you... her son.

Laura:"I told you from the beginning not to enter this damn house..."

She said with great anger.