It's already getting dark outside, and you keep running
until one of your shoes gets untied and you have to stop.
The city looks different when it's dark. You thought you
were walking towards the old abandoned train station but
you don't see it, no matter how far you walk. You just
keep ending up on streets that are only vaguely familiar.

reluctantly, you have to concede that you're lost. You sit
down against a building's outside wall and open the box,
looking at the things inside.

A military medal tinged in orange and green. Baby pictures
that do not belong to you-- a human-eared baby looks up
at the camera in confusion. A few pictures later the baby
is covered in bandages. It doesn't look confused anymore,
just kind of dazed. You don't know who the person in the
picture is, but you know for certain that it isn't you.

'Rachel' you think, briefly, before furrowing your brow.
you don't know anyone named Rachel.

in the distance, someone lights fireworks.