Day 4

I woke up to a sound of something dragging on the floor. When I looked my mom was nowhere to be found, I am really concerned now. While I was searching the house expecting to come face to face with one of those demons, a familiar smell hit me in the face. The smell was coming from the kitchen. I went there to see what was happening, and I saw my mother cooking while sitting on a stool near the stove. I ran to hug her and kiss her, I was overjoyed that she woke up and cried that I couldn't protect her. She said: "After we eat, we need to talk". I ate the food with her and the taste brings back good memories. So after we ate, we sat down on the bed to talk. She told me that we need to free my father, and all this time I thought that he died. My father was marked by my friend as my mother said and the demons took my father the next day. He managed to kill one demon and after he did he gained another mark but on his left arm, it was different from the mark that I and my father had. I need to call my friend to ask him why did he do that, why did he mark my father and how. I called my friend to find out more about what happened, he answered and he told me this: The mark that you see on your right arm is making you a target of the creatures, they mark younger people only. Once you're marked you can never die again and the pain you feel is multiplied, if your limbs are chopped off they will regrow again and again. The main goal of the demons is an end supply of young human blood, but the reason for it is unknown. Marked people can mark others as well to make them unkillable and for them to heal their wounds.

Now I get it, so you saved my father from being killed, but why didn't you save my mother. Why didn't you mark her as well? The connection crashed... I grabbed my fathers army knife and plunged it to my right arm where the mark is, dark blood was pouring out of the wound. I used it to mark my mothers right arm. My wound closed and nothing was happening to my mom. Mom how do you feel? She replied: I feel a burning feeling all around my whole body. The sight that I saw a minute after made me vomit, her legs were growing out again and the amount of blood that was going and spraying everywhere was immeasurable. Now we are both targets, now I understand what this is for. To protect older people from demons. I decided that before we rescue dad we need to go to my friend first. He has real weapons in his basement, with a knife I doubt that I could save myself let alone someone else. It is time to sleep now, I'm glad that I got mom on my side. I don't feel alone anymore.