"I wanted to know what I would do to myself, if I didn't know that it was me who had done it to her."[Data Expunged], Eastern Bloc, September ██th, 19██You awake in a hotel room to the static of an old TV screen. Lying next to you, a woman. You feel an odd sense of familiarity, perhaps even intimacy. She does not say much, except smile as you both stare into each other's eyes. A moment too short, passes. She stands up and mentions she'll be right back, just needs to get something. Calm. Peaceful. You doze off... Wake up. Alone. Eerie Silence. Not back yet. You become worried. "What's taking her so long..." There's something off about this room. A