It's been four years. Four years since Riley met him. Four years since he endured hell for him. Four years since he disappeared without a trace. Leaving Riley with nothing. Or, perhaps not nothing. Shortly after his disappearance, Riley received a small box in the mail. Nothing but a pair of keys and a cellphone. Riley didn't know what it meant. All he knew was that the box was stashed away in the closet of his room. Sometimes he's take the box out and hold the objects in his hands, and try to remember the boy that changed his life. Not much had changed, really. TO an outsider, life was the same for Riley: juggling work and school, living with that suspicious looking, cat-like girl. But to Riley, it was very different. He had no-one to occupy his time anymore. And so Riley just kept doing what they always did. Get coffee from the shop every day after school, and sit in the stations, watching trains go by. It was mindless, almost zombie-like, but it kept the boy close to Riley's heart. It helped him remember that boy. Liam.