This alien world has gone mad around me. New beasts stalk the land, the skies are dark with unceasing rain. And Jannik... His demanding kisses, his claiming touch, his constant presence.
He's gone.
Or is he?
It was probably just my imagination, but I'll keep that desperate hope burning in my chest, keeping me warm despite the horror surrounding me now.
I've just now come to realize what Jannik means to me. But is it too late?
