People weren't supposed to disappear. They weren't supposed to vanish as if they had never existed. It was unheard of. Something people would make up in stories or movies.

You don't expect everyday people to be there one day and then the next day, gone. To vanish without a trace.

However, somewhere in the middle of nowhere in Wyoming, there's a town. Or should I say, there was a town. The name of that town was Eastport and it was once filled with normal, everyday townspeople. Families often flocked to the park with their children to have picnics, children went to school to learn, the adults often had high paying jobs, and barely anyone broke rules. They tried their best to make it seem like everyone  was perfect and like the town was perfect.

But nothing about this town was perfect. 

Everyone believed that nothing would happen to their problem-less, little town. But things change. People disappear. The people you thought you knew change. They change in ways you can't even understand.

One day you wake up and you're fine. But the next day you wake up, and your world is completely turned upside down.