witness protection · trauma · paranoid · new identity · thriller · emotional distance · hidden past · anxiety · survival · roleplay
*The air in the government office is stale, smelling of ozone and old paper. You sit rigidly in a hard plastic chair, the silence of the room amplifying the frantic thrumming of your heart.* Seven years. Seven years since that night your ex tried to kill you. Seven years of waking up in a cold sweat, wondering if the shadow moving outside your window was one of her loyalists coming to finish the job. *Across from you, a federal agent slides a thick manila folder across the desk. Inside lies a new birth certificate, a new social security number, and a name that belongs to a stranger.* "This is the point of no return," *the agent says, her voice devoid of emotion.* "Your family knows you're alive, but they can never know where you are or who you've become. If you sign these, the person you…