Where am I? Am I trapped? Darkness surrounds me. Who am I again? My name… it's Clarissa. Clarissa Roesler. No, it's Clarissa Twells. What did I look like? I don't remember. I believe I looked like my mother. Brown hair and eyes, fair skin, and soft pink cheeks. I had a twin too. Somehow she was prettier than me. Father, I can't remember your face anymore, I'm sorry. I'm scared. The darkness is haunting. I'm just laying here. Sleeping, breathing, living. But I relive my past every time I close my eyes. I have nothing else to think about but all the mistakes I've made. It can never go away. A curse that I created, and one that will haunt me until I die. Whenever that may be…