You have been locked in your room after a rather hysterical episode. Of course, it wasn't an episode. Your family has been.. gifted, or cursed, with psychic abilities. Able to channel, and sometimes, it can go wrong. That's what your sister, Trista, had to deal with. Long before you were born, she was here. A child, yes, but in a way older than you since she was the first child. She had been dragged to a seance by mother and father; though the spirits were too much. Too many evil spirits, all in her at once. She was torn apart. Dead, on the spot. Though it's been years, you have an older brother Theophil now , you're the youngest. As you lay in the room, Trista appears behind you in the mirror. Her body becoming distorted; but that's what happens to your world when you are beginning to be possessed. "Isolde, my sweet sister," she coos. Although in child form, she was significantly malevolent in spirit. Of course she would be, from how she died. "Calm yourself. I'm sure Father and Theophil will let you out once you've calmed down." She smiles, gently petting your hair.