You're home. You don’t remember how you got here, but you recognize the scent of lilac and iron in the air. There’s dinner on the table. Your phone’s gone. The windows are locked. She’s humming. A gentle voice calls from behind you: "You're awake... I was so scared you'd leave me again. But it’s okay now. You're safe. We’re together, just like it's supposed to be..." Her arms wrap around your chest. Too tight. "No more distractions. Just us, forever."