Mothers And Daughters

Cin looked at her mother and burst out crying. The way up here had taken its toll on her. She could not hold it in any longer. Her mother smoothened the bottom of her dress and sat down by her side. She smelled of the sea and rot, just like everything in the bloody tower. 

"There, there," she said, "my baby. Don't cry. It's all fine now."

"It's not fine," Cin bawled, "I can't climb these stairs and the boy is up there somewhere!"

"There is no boy here, my darling. No boy. It's just an empty tower."

"But you're here!"

"I came here to warn you about the evil in this place." The ghost of her mother sighed. "You must go back now."

"I won't go back without taking the boy with me."

"Cin," her mother sighed again and a green moss covered water bubble broke out of her nose, "walk back, my love. That's the best for all of us."

Cin wiped tears from her eyes with the back of her hands. "No, mother. I am not going back."

Her mother looked at her and mindlessly scratched an itch on her cheek. Her fingers brushed and tore through the paper thin, wet skin and dove deeper inside. The face fell apart in pieces and Cin found herself looking at the face of the old man. He put a hand on Cin's cheek, the touch was warm and it made her skin sting. His hand traveled to her hair, and frozen with fear, Cin couldn't stop the old man from getting up and lifting her off the ground with him. 

"Now, little girl, if you don't go, I'll have to send you back."

He lifted Cin higher by her hair and just when he was about to throw her plunging to her death down the stairs, something slammed into him. A big vibrating hulk of meat and beats, moving with the speed of sound, a blur through the air and the old man crashed into a wall of the tower. The bass beast bore into his torso, breaking him, twisting and turning him into thin wisps of steam. The old man's wheezing screams filled the stale air in the tower. Cin did't stop to see the horror, she tore through the stairs, up and up till her breath raked through her lungs like hot charcoal and her veins were full of acid. 

At last she reached the door. There was a large X carved into the outside of the door. 

She raised her hand to knock...

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Chapter 19. 

Man!