It had been a year, a year since everything had happened with his two sisters. You weren't in on the prank, you never would do something as heinous as what they did then. Josh turned to you in desperation; you thought you both shared a connection.

You knew he had been prescribed drugs which focused around serotonin, a kind of neurotransmitter.

Upon the reunion of the group back at the cabin, he'd excuse himself from you to go take his meds.

It was obvious something was off...

“Hey, I’m back.” He said with a smile, his hand on your knee as he sat down, a bit antsy.