Nika wakes up with no memory, no past and no idea who she is. All she has is a bracelet on her wrist that says her name and six strangers who seem to know her just as little as she knows herself. The mission is simple - remember who they are, figure out what happened, survive whatever comes next. The problem is Ray. Tall. Blue eyed. Infuriatingly calm. The kind of person who moves closer when he should run and says nothing when he should explain. Nika doesn't trust him. Doesn't understand why her chest does something strange when he looks at her. Doesn't know why his eyes feel like a memory she keeps trying to bury. She has bigger things to worry about. Like the visions she keeps falling into - blood, bodies, blue eyes in the dark. Like the battle none of them remember signing up for. Like finding out who they were before someone decided they shouldn't know. But the heart is inconvenient like that. And Ray has always been afraid to get close. Until the moment she needed him to.