Two men seated next to each other on an elongated seat dressed in black suites with starch white shirts underneath their black suit jackets one is wearing glasses. The morning passenger train the men were riding is traveling north. The men are in the middle of a casual conversation when approached by young-looking burly built woman with jet-black hair. She approaches the man sitting left to the other man who was wearing eyeglasses, "Excuse me sir," the woman asks. The man, not wearing eyeglasses, acknowledges her the woman then extends her hand. The man reciprocates, "my name is Alicia," the woman says while pretending to search for a business card on her person she then explains to the man that she has looked for his daughter. The man then turns to the man sitting next to him with sarcasm and says, "Boy these bill collectors are getting desperate." The woman smiled saying, "I'm not actually a bill collector." The man then turns facing the woman looking into her eyes. His appearance drastically change from a man in his mid-thirties to a sixty-one years old man he says to the woman, "I know who you are and I know why you are searching for my daughter. You just need to be patience." "But I've tried to reach her for three years," Alicia said. Alicia sits down across from the men her eyes wandered on the man wearing glasses. She stares at his cleft chin, looking at him gave Alicia a for thought of a time before her birth that would play an influential role in her later life. As she continued to stare at the man, she focuses on his eyes behind those dark rimmed glasses, her ears are adhere to base in his voice as she gazes at his straight-white teeth. "A young woman his too mature for you beside he has a lovely wife named, Betty. In fact, we are both waiting for our wives, the man said with a sad look on his face. "You'll get to meet mine," the man said to Alicia. "I never got your name," Alicia asked. "Isaac," the man said.
After learning Isaac's name, suddenly Alicia felt the powerful pull coming from the opening of the train's existing doors she attempted to grab one of the internal fixtures inside the train but the gravity was so strong her hands began to slip. She could hear Isaac's voice encouraging her to let go but Alicia kept trying to hold on. The force of gravity was so strong Alicia was thrown thirty feet into a massive pill of flesh and blood. A tiny pair of feet extends from the fleshy cavity. A man's voice could be heard at the opposite end of the operating table, echoes in a cold room with two female assistants who are accompanying him. The three are wearing surgical gloves with their heads and mouths cover. They were dressed in surgical uniforms, their feet fitted comfortably in thick, white sole shoes. As they wait patiently for the arrival.
Alicia awakes to see her mother standing before the mirror combing her long, thick mane while Alicia moves to the edge of the bed in her night-gown. Her mom smiles back at her through the mirror Alicia recipacates looking on at her mother in the mirror. As she watches her mother invisible lines began to form in the mirror. The lines form around an invisible circle in the center of the mirror only Alicia could see the shatter mirror. That same night Alicia's mom, Billie, wouldn't come back for her. Alicia spent the week-end with her dad Evan. Evan had rushed home from work when Billie's mom told him that Billie was in a car accident late that Saturday evening. The impact was so devastating emergency personal had to dismantle the taxi Billie was in to get her mangled body out of the vehicle.