Adrian nodded. "Yes, on her neck. She tried to hide it at first, but then I discovered it was more than a mere blemish. I'll speak with her tonight, see if she'll tell me any more. She's been quite reluctant to discuss the nightmares - memories, rather - at all."
It was putting Adrian in a strange place. He did still have some feelings of care and concern toward his mother. She had raised him after all, as poor a job she'd sometimes done of it. He wouldn't be where he was without her, in more ways than one. To know she was very likely in danger, but not know how to stop something from happening to her - while part of him had always wished her out of his life - well he was conflicted at best.
"Are these sources of yours willing to come forward and put anything on record?"