Ellis Smith stood in front of her old house, her restless hands on the keychain. The place seemed frozen in time, exactly as it was six years ago. It was as if at any moment the door would swing open, and her brother Jason would emerge, with his infectious smile and boundless energy. However, reality was cruel, and the door remained closed, memories locked within the walls.

As Ellis was immersed in her memories, cars with the rest of the team arrived. She snapped out of her reverie, ...