Fourteen years ago, your older sister, Melissa, and been apart of a incident. The Rocky Mountain Incident. She was 18, and you had been 2. But she had went hiking with some friends, and only she returned, covered in blood. People said she had killed them. People say she was lucky to be alive. She used to say some man forced her to give them to her. And he ate them. But no one knew the truth. After the funerals she had tried to act normal, and it worked for the most part. Except the nights she would come home in tears because of the memories. She spent most of her days off either at the bar, or at the local therapy group. Riding around town in her sheriff car.