Jane struggled as Oscar approached her, a needle in hand. "Please, Oscar, you don't have to do this." She rasped out.

"I'm sorry, I do." Oscar looked at her sadly but without regret. "I've made a mistake getting this close to you." He pushed the needle in her neck, and Jane cried out softly, not expecting him to truly go through with his plan to re-wipe her new memories.

Oscar injected her with a second dose and was reaching for a their when Jane took the opportunity to break the chair. She felt the chair break beneath her with the force she exerted and quickly shook the rope off her arms. Oscar approached her as she quickly stood up, a little off kilter as the room swooned around her. The room felt a little fuzzy around the edges of her vision. She used all of her strength to swing at Oscar, causing him to drop the needle. The fight that ensued caused numerous bruises. She felt him push her back so hard, she fell to her back through a wall, and she felt her shoulder dislocate.

"I need to bring you in." She rasped. Jane was surprised when Oscar took an axe and swung at her. She only just managed to avoid the sharp object, it just caught her arm. She hadn't been able to move it fast enough with her injured shoulder. She ducked when he swung again, the axe caught in the wall behind her. She kicked away, causing her former love to fall to the ground. She worked to get the axe out of the wall, gritting her teeth as she pulled hard. She felt it release but heard a soft gasp in her ear. Her eyes widened when she saw it was Oscar. "No." She coughed as the fire they had started spread. She didn't bother to try to stop the bleeding; the axe went straight through him. She felt the room begin to darken and she knew she had seconds before she collapsed. She stumbled towards the wall, running full speed through the damaged wall. She made it another fifty feet before getting to the woods line before her vision swam for the last time and she collapsed for good.

"The fire's just about out, any idea how it happened?" Sheriff Jacobs asked the Fire Chief. "Was it the local kids fooling around again?" They'd had a problem of it lately with some high schoolers using old, abandoned buildings to have parties. Another barn had burnt down just over a year ago.

The Fire Chief shook his head. "We found two bodies inside. No way this was an accident. One had a gunshot wound, one with a gaping whole right through the chest."

The Sheriff pinched the bridge of his nose. "Just what I needed."

"Hey!" The Sheriff and Fire Chief turned to see a deputy calling to a dark haired woman. "You can't be here, this is a crime scene!"

The woman didn't seem to pay any attention as she stumbled out of the woods. When they got a clearer view of the woman, it was clear something had happened to her, likely involved with the fire. She was covered in soot and blood and unable to walk straight. "You alright?" The Sheriff approached her and placed a steadying hand on her shoulder. "What's your name?"

The woman looked at him with wide green eyes. "I don't know."