<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/GvVQlnc.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>:  Victoria Halliwell-Morris (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=280409.msg13785989#msg13785989)<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>March 1, a little bit after sunrise.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Halliwell Manor: Victoria’s bedroom➽ Unknown location<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Morning  (https://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=234157385 [/URL)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open｜<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Morning run➽ Facing her own Demons<br/>------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/>Victoria wondered throughout the fog for what felt like forever,  occasionally she would call out to her family in hopes that someone would find her. Every now and then she heard the heard his voice reminding her she could  not save them. Suddenly the thick fog started to clear and she had found herself standing in front of the Manor. As she walked up the driveway she heard screaming.<br/><br/>In a panic, she quickly prepared for whatever she was about to face.  Just as she was opening the door she stood there helplessly as a demon cast out his last dark orb knocking Tempest back against the stairs. “Tempest!!” she called out as she rushed to Tempest’s side.<br/><br/>“Please please don’t be dead” she pleaded as she leaned down and checked her pulse. Her heart sank once she realized that she was gone. She looked over to see Kamea and Roselyn covered in blood and clinging to life. “Elliot Elliot!!!” she called out to her white lighter “SOMEONE ANYONE HELPPPPP!!!” She held the young witch close to her chest “I am sorry I could not save you, any of you” she wept as she held her close “I am so sorry”.<br/><br/>Within seconds the vision in front of her faded and her cousins did along with it. Once again she was back in the fog. She looked around confused, her dark brown eyes filled with tears. Barbas had won, the eldest Witch was broken. In her heart, she knew she would never be as powerful and would never be able to protect them. Her thoughts grew heavy, as did her body forcing her to fall to her knees. She could not bring herself to move, the images started to replay in her mind forcing her deeper and deeper into Barbas mind games.<br/>