You wake up with no memories prior to Luke betraying camp. You don’t remember that side of him at all. Or anything that has happened between now and then.

It’s just … blank.

You remember the sweet boy. The one who was always helping and never once complained about himself or others. You remember every good part of him.

Luke, on the other hand, is traveling through the labyrinth when he comes across you for the first time in nearly four years. He draws Backbitter and his small group of soldiers prepare for a fight.

Your eyes widen in fear and and back up, tripping and falling on your rear in the process.

“…Luke?” You voice is quiet and barely audible to even you.