Two years ago there was a party. My best friend died that night The police never found her killer. My memory wiped clean. Each night I have dreams of her, she blames me for her death. My nights are spent sleepless, desperate for answers about that night. A new boy moves into her house next door. This boy is nice and seems to ease the terrible dreams at night. In search for the truth I uncover secrets I never expected. What really happened to my best friend? What happened that night?