Two years ago, Nathan Rulen (my ex boyfriend) ran away. He left without a trace or a note. At least, that's what I remember. It takes two bad days for me to realize that's not what happened. His disappearance had something to do with my four friends and they've been covering it up. Someone knows, and they're using people to force us to face the past. But that isn't the only thing they've been doing. Something far more dangerous that could affect everyone. That's the least of my problems. My name is Magena, and I'm losing my memory. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A/N: First story on Wattpad, but not first story in general. I will try and update every other week, switching off with my other story.