Ever found yourself dropped into a room where everything is trying to kill you, only to escape into the streets of Boston and have the first person you meet turn out to be a reverse cyborg? My name is Claire Jemima Stevens, and this is just one of those days. I'm not sure who I am or how I got here, but that's going to change. I have a name, a recording of the man who stole my life, and the memory of a boy with a kind, jagged face. All I have to do is find him.
S.J. Saunders was born in a hospital, grew up in a country, and currently lives in a house. A small percentage of the world's population is related to him, though that number increased slightly when he married a woman. He has likes and dislikes, and is probably above average height.
Now, if that's not enough information to convince you that he's an entirely organic human being and not a flesh-coated robot, I don't know what is!