001. Welcome to Mayfield, Ema Skye!
I don’t remember falling asleep here… I’m pretty sure I was at my desk. Whose house is this? It's extremely worrisome. From the evidence I've collected, I think I'm meant to assume that this house belongs to me? I know I don’t live here , but all of the evidence I’ve just collected says it does. There are pictures of me everywhere, especially with these strange looking people, amongst other decisive things. But... I don't live here. I live in an apartment in California... so why am I here?
[Ema paces around the lounge room she’s currently in. She takes another obvious look at the different photo albums and trinkets placed in the bookcases and on-top of the fireplace. This is … definitely not her house.]
Another possibility is that, someone’s been stalking me. I hope I’m not being stalked because that person’s going to have another thing coming. I appreciate the sentiment, but really… appreciation has its boundaries! There are crime scenes I need to be investigating, I don't have time to play doll into someone's delirious dollhouse!
[She puts a stern hand on her hips, and gives a pretty exhausted pout.]
I’m going to investigate this place further, find some fingerprints and a whole lot of other things.
[Putting her hand into the pocket of labcoat, she expects to collect a magnifying glass (or something) ,until she realizes that there is no pocket because there is no labcoat. Instead, Ema looks down at herself to see that she is wearing a very nice dress... sans labcoat.]
Hey! Hey! Who took my forensic kit?! And while we’re on this subject… Where is my labcoat?! WHERE ARE MY SNACKOOS?
[Ema paces around the lounge room she’s currently in. She takes another obvious look at the different photo albums and trinkets placed in the bookcases and on-top of the fireplace. This is … definitely not her house.]
Another possibility is that, someone’s been stalking me. I hope I’m not being stalked because that person’s going to have another thing coming. I appreciate the sentiment, but really… appreciation has its boundaries! There are crime scenes I need to be investigating, I don't have time to play doll into someone's delirious dollhouse!
[She puts a stern hand on her hips, and gives a pretty exhausted pout.]
I’m going to investigate this place further, find some fingerprints and a whole lot of other things.
[Putting her hand into the pocket of labcoat, she expects to collect a magnifying glass (or something) ,until she realizes that there is no pocket because there is no labcoat. Instead, Ema looks down at herself to see that she is wearing a very nice dress... sans labcoat.]
Hey! Hey! Who took my forensic kit?! And while we’re on this subject… Where is my labcoat?! WHERE ARE MY SNACKOOS?