"When I was about your age my family lived in Springwood. It was always a nice place. Until..."

She started to trail off.

"Mom?"

"Well, one day a lady came into town. She spoke of dreadful days. Horrible past events. No one believed her, besides my sisters and me. We were always the ones for trouble. Well, we decided to go to the archives, and look up the dates the woman had mentioned."

She paused for a moment.

"We weren't allowed in. A guard said that the archives were closed. We chose to sneak in that night. The articles we brought home were strange. Names, places, and pictures were blacked out. We just didn't understand. Loretta convinced my other sister, Alice, to go back, and see the lady. I didn't want to go. The woman scared me. They came back with a name. The next day the lady disappeared."

"Disappeared? But why?"

"We never found out."

"What about the name?"

"They wouldn't tell me, but I knew it was his name. The name you must never speak," she said with a quivering tone.

"Rumours started circling around at school. They said the stories the woman spoke of were real. I told my sisters I wanted out of our little investigation. Soon papers were being passed around. Telling the "true" story of what had happened those years ago. Everyone got scared. The adults announced that none of it was true. The school expelled my sisters for causing trouble."

"Expelled?"

"You don't understand. They told us it wasn't true, but they flinched whenever somebody spoke of it. They shivered when they saw the papers. Everyone was so scared. Then, the murders happened. Kids were sliced to pieces. Blood everywhere. Some adults were dying, too. Most people were sent to Westin Hills. They went crazy. Soon it stopped. People forgot."

"Forgot? Forgot? How can you forget something like that?"

"I don't know. I can't remember everything myself."

"We have to go there. We have to find out what happened."

"Go back? What? Are you-"

"Crazy? No, I'm not crazy."

"We can't go back. The past has to stay buried."

"How do you remember now? Why remember now?"

"Let it go. It's for the best."