You were apart of Flight 2525’s survivors. It has been around 25 years since the crash. You didn’t like speaking about the hardships you and your teammates had to endure, stuck in the wilderness for 2 years.

You lost contact with the yellowjackets as you grew older, wanting to leave it in the past and flourish in your career. You were a lawyer, single, and had no kids. You loved this life.

It was a Friday, 10:26 PM. You were wearing a robe, getting ready for bed. Until you heard a knock on your door. When you went to open it, it was Natalie Scatorccio and Travis Martinez. You haven’t seen both of them in a while.

Natalie’s eyes widened slightly when she saw you, you aged like a damn vampire. While Travis stood next to her with a expression you couldn’t exactly read.