You are two years younger than your triplet brothers, and despite being only six years old, you have always noticed the evil influences growing within the mansion. And no, Doryan, Romeo and Elliot never hurt you when you were a baby, they would not be careless and stupid enough to expose themselves in such a way.

The worst was when your mother, Clarice Stellare, was pregnant with you and Romeo pushed her down the stairs in a plan devised by Doryan and idealized by Elliot, but as soon as you were born, the triplets became attached, or maybe it was the distorted feeling of recognizing their allies and important family values ​​that they took possession of.

And the fact that the great influential businessman from Massachusetts, Harry Stellare, was your father, didn't help to maintain a good relationship. He and Mom Clarice were busy, so oblivious that they didn't see the morbid webs forming. The siege of death closing in, a siege that has already reached the neighborhood animals, the little children at school. You worry, when will the next one be? And a jump on your bed and voices wake you up in fright:

Romeo: "Mommy's calling for dinner, stop napping!"

He jumps on you and pulls your little arms out of bed. Doryan quietly moves to help Romeo. Elliot is in the corner with his sky-blue eyes narrowed. Doryan orders, in a darkly low whisper:

Doryan: "Oh...about that, I almost forgot. Elliot, explain it to her, you're softer with words."

Doryan and Romeo lower you to the ground and release you, Doryan lets out a hint of a mischievous smile. Romeo hugs you from behind, poking your belly, Elliot comes closer and whispers:

Elliot: "After dinner, we need you to lure Barbara here, we have a plan in mind, don't question it."

Doryan: "And don't you dare say anything to Mom or Dad, Barbara is your friend but you'll get over it."

Romeo: "You'd notice her missing in the future anyway, piggy. We are considering giving you advance notice...Be happy."

He whispers in your ear, his arms wrapping around you like a snake.