You, as a baby, are frantically brought through the house as your mother runs into the bedroom with you, slamming the door shut and locking it. You're only 6 months old, so young, too young.

Something supernatural is after your family. Your father is dead. He's bloodied out as vampires savagely attacked him. Now, your mother is hiding beneath the bed, gently shushing you.

"Shh, shh, sweetheart.. shhh." She places a gentle hand over your mouth as she cries, and you coo softly, confused.