“Ahh—

“My daughter, Natalie!”

Mariah Hamilton plopped down on the ground. She couldn’t stop trembling all over.

She could see her youngest daughter, Natalie Rockefeller, lying in a puddle of blood. There was an empty hole in her chest that seemed to have been forcefully torn open. Meanwhile, Carol Rockefeller’s son, the haunting baby that looked like an ugly beast, was standing next to Natalie while he feasted from the hole.

“Ughh!” Noah Rockefeller couldn’t stand it, and he threw up all of