Frankly, dear, I'm not sure I trust you. See, the whole reason I was out walking home through the wilderness for a month was because the Erin I knew kidnapped me, and brought me to her cabin in the middle of nowhere. She was going to use me as her sex slave or something equally horrible, until I stabbed her with a ghost touch knife and ran off.
Technically, he's absolutely correct. He just skips over some of the stuff in the middle.