"Dante! You must hide!"
I could feel him reaching for me. I had evaded him once, but I don't think I'll succeed the second time. I must tell my living son to hide and never come out. He must live! My heart hurt, my lungs filled with pain, and I ran with the devil after me. I knew in my soul that Dante had listened to me. My good boy, my baby.
Hot tears fell when I thought about my other son. Just when I could evade him once again, he caught me and spilled my blood.
My dying thoughts were to keep my babies safe.