by Lucy Dawson
Sally’s nightmare begins one morning on the Cornish coast, over 200 miles from home with a farewell letter in her pocket. A walker can just barely prevent her from falling down the cliffs. Sally has no memory of the last night, but she is firmly convinced that she did not want to kill herself. Her family does not believe her, she considers her unstable. Sally has to ask herself: Who’s after her? Who is telling the truth?
You went to bed at home, just like every other night.
You woke up in the back of a taxi, over 250 miles away.
You have no idea how you got there and no memory of the last ten hours.
You have no phone, no money; just a suicide note in your coat pocket, in your own writing.
You know you weren’t planning to kill yourself.
Your family and friends think you are lying.
Someone knows exactly what happened to you.
But they’re not telling…