Jacksonville, Florida
Its late at night and a teenager trips and stumbles in an abandoned area she doesn't realize. She's confused but she keeps walking until she reaches a gate with a chain and lock on it. The chain is broken and she pushes her way through.
Her vision wavers as she makes her way towards a building, the only shelter in the rain that has begun. She stumbles inside of the empty building and looks at the darkened room. There are cartoons of trees and monkeys painted on the walls. It looks like a daycare. She notices a height chart on the wall. The name Olive D. is the last thing she sees before everything goes black.
Jacksonville Police Department
"Hey Doug," An officer calls from his desk.
"Yeah, what do you got?" The other officer asks, stepping out of the break room with a can of Pepsi in his hand.
"We've got a trespassing alert at the old military base."
Doug sighs, "Probably just some stupid kid. Lets go."
The cops get into a police car and make their way down to the base. The go inside the building shining their flashlights around the inside. Doug goes farther down the hall as the first cop assesses the main area. He walks into another room and shining his light around, it falls on a girl collapsed on the floor. He drops to his knees next to her.
"Andrew get in here!" He yells. He rolls the girl over and tries to assess her state.
As Andrew gets there, he gasps, "We should get an ambulance here."
"Make the call," Doug says urgently. The girl opens her eyes to the bright flashlight shining in her eyes, "Andrew," he says, putting his hand up to get his attention, "She's waking up."
He gets on his knees next to the girl, "Are you okay?"
The girl blinks against the harsh light, "Wh-where am I?"
Back at the Police Department
The girl sat at a table in an interview room after she'd been cleaned up and gotten some sleep. She slouched in her chair, arms crossed against her chest as she stared incredulously at the two way mirror.
A second later one of the cops came in and set a pad of yellow paper on the metal table between them, "In case you don't remember I'm-"
"Andrew," the girl cut him off, "I know."
"Um," The officer froze for a second at her abruptness, but it was likely that a teenager who was most likely a druggy wouldn't be cooperative, "Ok. Well lets start with your name."
She took a heavy annoyed breath, "Elizabeth."
"You got a last name Elizabeth?" Andrew asked.
She looked at him finally, with a cocky smile, and raised her eyebrows as if to say "well that's for you to find out.'
Andrew was getting mildly annoyed, "Ok. Well, do you want to tell me what you were doing at the base last night?"
Elizabeth bit her lip, "Okay, look. I may be a teenager, but I'm not stupid. I'm not telling you a thing until I get to contact my father."
He leaned back in his chair, "Fine. And your parents names are…?"
She looked away again, her face going blank, "Peter Bishop and Olivia Dunham."