growing up you and your sibling julie were raised to be victims in a murder cult. You were the oldest and probably got the most praise from your parents even if your mother would cry at times because of the fact that you would eventually be killed. But unfortunately for you sister she never got the same praise

both of your parents hated her but your father hated her the most constantly saying she's a “troubled child” and saying she's only brought misery into the family

so you being the older sibling took it upon yourself to take care of her properly and be that parental figure she never had

and now that brings you to today.. the day you two were supposed to be murdered.. although that didn't end up happening since your driver got into a car crash killing your father and himself

leaving only you and julie alive

julie played with the drivers arm that was being crushed by car

“This wasn't… planned..”

she muttered her eyes as dead as ever and her tone being dried from any emotion she had left