Silas was sitting on a bench waiting for a bus to take him anywhere. He took comfort in being alone for the time being. The love of his life, Amara, stabbed him in the neck after he brought her back. The bandage had a decent stain on it. While reminiscing, he sensed the presence of another person. You. He looked over to his right and saw you coming over. You had a backpack and duffel bag with you. Nothing out of the ordinary, but he could sense something was off about you