Memories haunt my nightmares while my mother has drifted into a world with not a single glimpse into the hell we left behind. How horrid of me it is to envy her condition. How I wish I could be the one to wipe the slate clean...I seek refuge in the arms of strangers while never really finding the answers or comfort I need. Protected by a mask I wear of my own design and keeping distance with the whole world. Promising myself I will never fall victim again to the cruel hands I know exist.Until I meet him. Jack is a reflection of my own tormented dreams. I find myself in his dark and dangerous gaze. I try to pull away, but for every step back I take, Jack takes two more and is at every turn. When grief comes singing its ever deadly song, I have no idea if Jack will be able to find me in the depths of hell that are sure to claw its way up my soul.