Amadeus sent Erin a message requesting that she'd come to the cemetery. Erin accepted her invitation after her phone beeped, she rushed out of the icebox handing her work uniform to a girl who often visited. She didn't forget to come armed.
“Hello. Niece.” Amadeus scowled watching her feet step on the dry leaves, the surrounding was foggy and she managed to smell the air and see through the fog before she tried to smile at him. A part of her regretted why she was doing this but another part wanted to have its way so badly.
“Don't call me that. All of you who have supernatural powers are the same. Ambidextrous, sordid, unwilling to change, and evil. I guess you must have called me here to kill me.”