<div style="text-align: justify;">Marissa was so scared with that situation that she couldn’t move from her place. Her heart was racing to the beat of the music, and her ears were ringing softly. The two Marissas inside her head were battling silently, the real one - this one - trying to keep the other one from coming out to make decisions. Since the decisions #2 usually made were the worst possible ones in the long run, Mari would have hated for her to have a say in that. Hell, she was so insane that she might have said yes to whatever was being suggested just to screw her over. And she wasn’t even sure about what the hell was being suggested there. It seemed like either her or Nanook had just gone completely insane. <br/><br/>“What… ?”, the girl muttered, obviously confused. “What are we talking about here…?”, she continued, blinking a few times. Were they standing there, at the back of the club, and talking about… <span style="font-style: italic">werewolves</span>? <br/><br/>When Nanook finished his explanation with the curse being driven into her heart, Marissa expected for something more. Anything that might lead that to make some sense. But nothing came. And so, she felt that she needed to ask. “What… what happens once… it reaches your heart?”. <br/><br/>Feeling her stomach tighten, Mari looked up at Nanook. “I… don’t even know which one is actually me”, she admitted. “What if the other one is?”. She didn’t know why she was sharing it with him, but something within the girl thought that maybe - just maybe - he could help her understand what was going on. Maybe even solve her problem, who knew.</div>