From the city with smog-slicked skies and alleys like halls in a mansion of corruption, she is a girl looking for a way out. A fateful slip of a knife on a throat… or multiple… sent her on a mission of escape. A month on the run, a month of driving through areas hardly ever before heard of on a map, she finds it. Cottonwood Range. Surrounded by mountains, secluded in seas of twisted greenery forests… and thoroughly away from all roads that could lead passersby through. No tourists to fuck up her carefully constructed new identity. Known on all her shiny new ID’s and passports, Lyra Black arrives in town like a celebrity walking through an orphanage. Starved of anything new, stuck in its old ways. Very family and community driven. She was the perfect pretty outsider.