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[ Eileen stands in the middle of the lawn, wrapped in a bathrobe and looking very distressed. From the way her eyes sweep up and down the block, taking in the eerily similar houses, one can guess that she's a new resident to Mayfield.
She swings around to look at the house she just fled from, the front door ajar as she gave no thought to closing it in her momentary panic. This is the second time in her life she's woken up in an unfamiliar place and, regardless of how it trumped the dark and dingy hospital, it didn't sit well with her at all.
From an upstairs window, an unfamiliar child presses their face to the glass and Eileen shoots them a thin smile before turning back to the street, hoping to find someone that can give her some answers. ]
She swings around to look at the house she just fled from, the front door ajar as she gave no thought to closing it in her momentary panic. This is the second time in her life she's woken up in an unfamiliar place and, regardless of how it trumped the dark and dingy hospital, it didn't sit well with her at all.
From an upstairs window, an unfamiliar child presses their face to the glass and Eileen shoots them a thin smile before turning back to the street, hoping to find someone that can give her some answers. ]