What would you do if the world as you knew it, your past, your own family was a lie? Every childhood memory. . . fabricated? I felt like I was becoming aware of a dream. Like I was coming to the realization that I didn't know when my story began, but that I was somehow in the middle of it. Moira always had this sneaking suspicion that something was uniquely off in her life. The perfect town, the perfect family, the perfect life. Except, she couldn't remember what happened before one night with her best friend when they were kids and she had been plagued with weird, unexplainable dreams. It's not until a woman she doesn't know, her own great-grandmother leaves her entire fortune to Moira that the fabric of her life begins to unravel. Her and her old friend, Katarina, take off on a trip to find out if this old woman holds the answers to the questions they didn't know they had. Maybe things weren't so perfect after all...