Welcome to Redwood, Oregon. 54 kilometers from the city of Calhoun, population 286. This small, quiet town is home to beautiful waterfalls, quaint cafes, enchanting phenomena like gravity hills and glowing streams, and a girl named Reagan Wallace. It wasn't often that Redwood, Oregon had visitors but in the summer of 2017, a school bus carrying seven people got stranded in its highway.

This shall be the sequel to my other book, Forgotten.

"And the third reason?" Lisa asked as she rested her hands on Jennie's hips. Jennie laughed, her shoulders were shaking. The sound of it echoed across Lisa's place, making the two cats on the top of the stairs stirred and craned their necks to get a better view of a laughing Jennie. It was a beautiful sight. "Do you want me to show it to you or would you rather I'll tell you a story?" Jennie asked playfully. Lisa contemplated for a moment. She was absentmindedly chewing the walls of her mouth. "How about we make a deal?" she asked. "Tell me a story, and if it's a good enough story, I will show you something. What say you, Jennie Kim?" Jennie raised a brow and asked, "Why do I feel like you're patronizing me the way you're saying my name right now?" "So, it's not a deal then?" Lisa replied, looking smug. But a shadow of a smirk was hinting on the corner of her mouth. "Fine. Deal," Jennie said.