"HANNA, sweetie, what's wrong?"
Hanna clutched her chest tight while looking at the full moon outside the window of her bedroom. For some reason, her heart felt like it was being squeezed tightly at that very moment. But that wasn't the end of it. "The moon is bleeding, Mother," she said, then she turned to her mother that was sitting on the chair beside her bed. "It's asking for my help."
Her mother looked confused by what she said. "Hanna, is everything alright?"
Of course, her mother wouldn't believe her.
To be honest, she wasn't sure either whether she was hallucinating or not. But she had been staring at the full moon ever since she woke up after having a bad dream. In that dream, she saw a little girl her age asking for help. All she remembered was a pair of glowing red eyes looking at her. But before the image of the young girl became clear, she woke up.
And when she opened her eyes, the moon had already turned red.
