Bits and pieces. That’s all I remember. Flashes and dreams plague my mind, yet I have no idea whether any of it is real. But the more I dream, the more I start to wonder if it’s all part of a puzzle…a puzzle which leads me straight to him. The man in the suit. I have no idea what he wants with me. All I know is that with each puzzle piece I manage to put in place, I feel more drawn to him. As if there’s a connection between us I can’t explain. But there’s a prickle of warning in the back of my mind telling me this is all a dangerous game filled with lies and deceit—a game which forces me to trust him… …the man in the suit.