I was completely immersed in my memories of the trip I took to Denver with Hunter six years ago. However, something interrupted my thoughts, and my expression of surprise took over me.

I stood paralyzed in front of a sight that didn't match the memories I carried. There was something wrong there, a discrepancy that messed with my mind. Hunter had brought me here several times, but what I saw in front of me didn't make sense.

The abandoned hut that used to be our retreat was ...