In the dark, her memories are anything but silent. The fears and nightmares that plagued her childhood, the years of therapy to live a normal life, all that work shatters about her feet. The distant memories of a sister, a twin lost to that darkness, those un-named fears that live in the dark, come rushing back as she stares in wonder at the doll in her trembling hands. It was her sister's doll, and she clearly remembers placing it in the coffin at the child's solemn funeral. Why was it here? How? And why did she feel the hairs on the back of her neck rising ... the damp chill clinging... being watched .... in an empty hall .... SOFTWARE USED: Poser 10 and PS (for glint etc) INSPIRATION: I wanted to do something a bit different, but something that still can bring dark fears to the viewer's mind (hopefully) TIME: 4hrs from initial first render to completed final render with postwork