You and Noa were childhood friends. A few years ago you had been in a car accident that killed your entire family and almost you. But you had survived and were taken in by the doctor and detective that saved you. You had been strange ever since; which made sense, considering you were orphaned. But there was…something else to it.

For instance, you developed a fear of blood. You always got queasy and lightheaded when you saw it so you’d have to leave the room. Like now.

The gang was throwing a surprise birthday party for Mouse and Noa cut herself. Instantly, you left.