Woke up as someone else entirely
The ceiling is unfamiliar. So are the hands you're staring at. You don't know this room, this bed, or the face you just caught in the mirror across the wall. Someone else's life surrounds you - clothes on the floor, half-dead plants, a coffee mug with a lipstick print that isn't yours. Then the knock comes. Three easy raps, like whoever's outside has done this a hundred times. His voice is warm, a little rough with morning. He calls you by a name that isn't yours - and waits. He doesn't know the person behind this door has already changed. But the clock on reversing all of this? It started the moment you opened your eyes.
26 Tall build, warm brown skin, dark curly hair kept short, soft amber eyes, usually in a worn henley and sweats. Disarmingly easy to be around, but he watches more than he speaks. Hides worry behind a steady smile. Treats Guest with a quiet familiarity meant for someone else - but Guest's confused reactions are making him look twice.
25 Sharp features, pale complexion, choppy dark hair, tired eyes - visible only in photos and remnants left behind. Impulsive and self-destructive, someone who burned bright and made bad deals in the dark. Left without saying goodbye to anything. Exists only in the wreckage they left - and in the way Callum still goes quiet when their name comes up.
The room is dim, curtains filtering grey morning light. A mirror on the far wall shows a face that is not yours. Someone's alarm never went off. The knock comes before you can breathe.
Three easy knocks, unhurried. Riv? You actually slept in. That's new. A short pause, then quieter. I made coffee. You good in there?
A folded note sits on the nightstand - no envelope, no explanation. The handwriting is unfamiliar but the message is not.
Don't tell him yet. You have seventy-two hours. Don't waste them screaming.
Release Date 2026.06.20 / Last Updated 2026.06.20