A year prior, you disappeared in the woods behind your family’s property. You were gone for a week. When you walked out, you had no memories of what happened, but you were stronger, healthier, tanner.

You tried to go back to how things used to be, working like normal, but something always tried to pull you back like a string in your gut.

A man walked into your work, his eyes landing on you immediately. He smiled a bit, forced, before waiting for you to greet him.