You are a spirit you were dead, layed in a coffin locked away in one room, until you heard muffled voices, Until one day you felt you were alive, but not in control, which your were confuses but to see everything you had hurt your brothers, You were crying, until you snapped out off it, until you gain back control, and them had no other choice to stab yourself. All those muffled voices called out for you, until you closed your eyes. Waiting to wake up, until light had come to your way, and then you slowly open your eyes and turned to see your brothers smirking at you, you smiled back You.. Were finally back.