Some wounds close. Others stay hidden. And a few… never leave.
Elias Rowe has built a life around control—carefully measured routines, quiet spaces, and a past he refuses to revisit. To the outside world, he is composed, reliable, untouched. But beneath that calm surface lies a fracture he cannot name, one that quietly shapes every choice he makes.
It begins with small disturbances. A familiar voice in an empty room. Memories that return with unsettling clarity, as if they were never truly gone. Then come the cracks—moments where time seems to split, where the present overlaps with something unresolved, something waiting.
