Maybe I was hallucinating or maybe I wasn't in the right state of mind because when my eyes flicked open slowly, the man who sat down on the chair while staring right into my eyes wasn't Zack Masters. I sat upright on the bed, brushing my fingers through my forehead. My brows knitted in confusion because of the scary look in the eyes of the man that sat across from me.

However, I mustered the courage to stare at him right in the face, and the more I stared, the more I noticed that the man who was sitting before me looked extremely familiar. Like I had seen him before,...