There was a woman who appeared in a black cloak and hood - he saw her do it. Vinctus never anticipated such a horrific day, but there he was,his mother lying dead on his arm and his father bleeding his life out just some inch away.      Lily was gasping some moments ago before she died, she had said something to Vinctus which he didn't fully understand. He had wondered if it was just the words of a dying woman - ' they love making their death little dramatic '.      But that wasn't the case, besides his mother would never joke with something as scary as that.      Whoever the killer was, it wouldn't matter anymore, Vinctus now got one life purpose - to find the killer and kill her.