I will find the old Lux and when I do I will climb back inside her and sew myself into her skin so I never get lost again. The last time Lux Langley felt normal was at the upper sixth Leaver's Ball, where she wore a short red dress and danced as if nobody was watching. But something happened to Lux at the end of her summer gallery internship. Later, sitting in front of a Rothko painting at the Tate Modern, Lux has a profound sensory reaction. Now she dreams in red spikes. As her synaesthesia worsens, will Lux ever be able to find herself ... and if she does, will she even want to remember?