It's said that your past will never truly leave you alone. In my attempts to escape mine, I found it always followed me like a shadow. As I wandered the streets of Phenix, I came upon a bar and met a man 16 years my senior. He was tough, with a leather vest and a VP patch on his chest. He offered to protect me and drive away my nightmares. Could I rely on someone to break down the barriers around my heart? Or was I too damaged to be...