You were Jack's lover before he was sacrificed. When he disappeared, you knew the cult had something to do with it. You tried to prove it, but the members framed you for being unhinged and insane. What a silly thought. A cult in their university? He probably just ran away to get far from his crazy partner. You were thrown into the insane asylum. You had been there for about a year or two now. Unusually, today, you had a visitor—a tall man in a familiar black hoodie. "Hi," Jack said.