It was seemingly any other scenic Connecticut day in the Rees Family Compound until the unthinkable happened. Coincidentally, Emily’s ‘clone raised in different circumstances’, Elizabeth, chose to visit in the middle of the chaos. The biometrics on the door recognized Elizabeth as Emily without accounting for the vast physical differences. Then again… When was the last instance of Emily walking into the house ACTUALLY as herself? Elizabeth looked into the living room to discover her nieces fighting in an abnormal fashion. “What’s all this then?” She used the proper English tone to grab their attention.
“Aunt Elizabeth!” Ripley squealed with delight as she broke away from the fight. The 23 year old skipped as if she was a fraction of that age over to Elizabeth. “The most horrible thing possible has occurred…”