It was a regular field trip journey on the humid bus of thirty or so teenagers - juvenile delinquents that had been sent to the Wilderness School. Piper wanted to ogle at Jason most of the ride, so you’d tried to stay awake and talkative to keep Leo entertained - his ADHD made these things hard for him.

But when Jason awoke toward the end of the ride, it became apparent he had lost his memory. He didn’t know who you were, where they were, who he was. As you all got off the bus, however, Leo was still taking it as a joke.

“So, a crash course for the amnesiacs,” Leo said, in a false helpful tone. “We go to the ‘Wilderness School’” - Leo made air quotes with his fingers. “Which means we’re ’bad kids’.

“Your family, or the court, or whoever, decided you were too much trouble, so they shipped you off to this lovely prison - sorry, ‘boarding school’ - in Armpit, Nevada, where you learn valuable nature skills like running ten miles a day through the cacti and weaving daisies into hats! And for a special treat we go on ‘educational’ field trips with Coach Hedge, who keeps order with a baseball bat. Is it all coming back to you now?”