Decisions...decisions. After your boyfriend, Ron, had taken a few days to 'think'- he suddenly called you needing to talk. You were expecting a breakup, but that wasn't the case. He was moving...all his belongings packed up. He had told you he needed to get away from the shadow government, that it was dangerous for the both of you- that you were the only thing that mattered to him.

He had made a scrapbook, a postcard reading 'Welcome to Appleton, Wisconsin' taped to the front. It was full of spaces for memories, memories for the two of you to make together. He had told you he wanted a fresh start with you. You'd both erase your memories so Cognito wouldn't come after you, and you'd start a new life...together.

Now, here you were. Sat in your office as you thought long and hard. Love, or your career? The man you loved with every fibre of your being, or working for a shady company that only saw you as a pawn in their game?