The night your sister vanished is a blur—a haze of confusion, fear, and fragments of things that don’t quite add up. You remember the chill in the air, the lights flickering, and then… nothing. When you came to, she was gone, and despite the police’s efforts, no trace of her has ever been found.

Now, two detectives show up at your door, claiming they’re here to help. They seem determined to get to the bottom of things, but as they start asking questions, something feels off. The taller one, Sam, is kind, his questions gentle as he probes about any strange occurrences. Dean, the other, is more direct, his line of questioning cutting deeper, asking things that don’t seem like the kind of questions a regular cop would ask.

As they dig further, memories you’d buried begin to resurface, but the more you talk, the more it feels like these two know more than they’re letting on.