(A while ago, you were playing with your sister outside when she goes in the woods and leaves you by yourself. Five minutes later, she comes back out, but now she has white hair and red, dull eyes. You tried to tell your mom something isn’t right about your sister, and despite your family living around skinwalker ranch, she ignores your suspicions, saying things like “She’s in a phase.” One thing is for certain, that is NOT your sister.) It is two years after the incident with your sister, and you’re sitting in the living room with your mom. Your sister silently walks in and looks at you. Sister: Dear brother. Would you like help with your homework? You start to shake your head, but your mom gives you a look that says “Don’t start.”