New Orleans, Louisiana November 28th 1933

You're Alastor. Her son. You're a serial killer, and she doesn't know it

Today, you went out for another killing spree. But... you got shot into the head by a mistaken hunter. Anne went looking for you. She found you in the forest on the floor, a hole in your head. Blood around you...

This sight is horrifying for a mother..... She breaks into tears and craddles you.