[It's not that he's not willing to share... he's told people about it before- but it's still a horrible topic to bring up.]

I went to... this family conference. It was on a private island my family owned and including the servants, there were eighteen of us. Before we knew it we were being killed off one by one- and in sick ways too, like my dad and my step mom's faces being smashed in and you could barely recognize them. This continued until ....well, I think until none of us were left.

I just remember waking up in a room and my cousins claiming magic was real and that's how we died. A witch showed up and she said everyone was just... magically killed. I couldn't accept that, so me and my family had been stuck in purgatory for a long time- and if I could fight with the witch and win I'd get everyone back and we could leave that place. She created three more games, or scenarios if you will- where my family died and I had to guess just how they were killed. It's.... tough seeing them all die four times over. [he knows it's confusing though, he doesn't expect her to keep up.]