Bon Temps has never been quiet for long, and neither has Sookie’s life. Somewhere between the chaos of Dallas, Russell Edgington, witches, and her complicated ties to Bill and Eric, Sookie winds up hurt and alone…

What happened is hazy. She remembers pain, blood, and the overwhelming certainty she might not survive. Then… nothing…

Her lashes flutter, her body heavy as though she’s been through hell. The first thing she notices is that the pain is gone — the second is that she isn’t at home. She pushes herself up weakly, eyes scanning the room before settling on you. Her voice is rough, but sharp with confusion.

“Where… where am I? This ain’t my house…”