His little Angel
"Dad...what's making people disappear during night time, I find it a bit absurd."
Madeline was very different from other kids, she had started talking when she was just one year old, she learnt everything about embroidery in three days, she saw visions and dreams.
"Absurd...how."
Byron asked he has been noticing people disappearing too.
"I saw mister potter in my dreams, he was being allure by a strange creature, I couldn't see it's face but it had an enchanting voice."
Madeline said as she stroked her chin, in all her dreams and visions she could not see their faces except for her mother's.