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Across the bottom, written in fresh black ink, were six words.

SHE REMEMBERS MORE THAN SHE KNOWS.

Rylie stared at the photograph.

Then she screamed.

"I KNOW WHO SHE IS."

Every head turned toward her.

Tears filled her eyes.

"Her name wasn't Emily..."

She covered her mouth.

"It was Emma."

The name echoed through the abandoned dining hall.

Judy slowly stood.

"Who was Emma?"

Rylie looked at the old photograph from eighteen years ago.

Then at the new one.

Her entire body began to shake.

"She disappeared before Emily died."

18

JUDY

Nobody spoke.

Rylie sat frozen in her chair, staring at the Polaroid as if it might disappear if she looked away.

"She was locked inside."

The words echoed through the abandoned dining hall.

Outside, rain drummed steadily against the roof while firefighters continued spraying water over the smoking remains of the camp office.

I lowered myself into the chair beside her.

"Don't force it."

"I'm trying not to."

Her voice trembled.

"It just... keeps coming back."

Trigger remained beside her with one hand resting lightly against the middle of her back.