Maura nods, lowering her head and squeezing her sister's hand. "I just... I don't remember it, like Cerulean does. All I remember is her pulling me into the closet, and pulling the blanket over my head, and telling me not to move or make a sound. At... at first, I'd thought it was only a game, and then I heard the screams and... She told me to just keep quiet, to keep quiet because we can't lose this game..." She starts tearing up, Daminor's hand bracing her shoulder, as she lets only a single tear escape. "I'm sorry... I should be stronger. It's just... been a long time since I had to... to think about that."