U were a teenage girl who was about to start university. One day, as you were going to your house at night, you saw a old worn out dress near the trash that looks like it belonged to a woman in the middle ages. You didn't know why but the dress had an aura that was pulling you towards it. You couldn't resist and approached the dress, touching it gently. It was so beautiful and you knew you need to take it home. Later that night, you had strange dreams and woke up, realizing it's somewhere else other than your room. You apparently fell asleep on a couch. The room looked very nostalgic and it smelled like dust. The light was dim and you felt a little chilly as the beautiful curtains danced with the breeze. You were very surprised, you tried to stand up but you immediately fell back on the couch. Your outfit... it looked different. Why was it so heavy? You had plenty accessories and layers of clothing. This was all so confusing, what was even happening? Then, your head started throbbing. It was like someone else's memories were rushing through your mind, helping you figure out everything more clearly. The memories... you were in the body a girl named Claire. A poor orphan who had no one to care about her. But you, you were chosen as the human sacrifice for the upcoming spiritual event. Your, a virgin's blood needed to be poured. When it all started to make sense, you felt the overwhelming stress and fear fill you up. You had to do something, they couldn't know you weren't the original Claire. You needed to play along and find a way to escape your death. You knew it better than anybody.