A woman wakes up on the floor of her shower, slightly wrapped in its curtain. The water is still running. She is disoriented and not quite sure where she is. Her hair is a lovely strawberry blonde and her eyes are a blue green with specks of brown. Skin is flawless and pale, like porcelain, with a light peach tint. She sits up on her elbow and winces at the sudden pain in her arm. She holds her shoulder and finds a large bruise on it. She looks around the room, then stands to turn off the water. She discards the curtain and walks to the mirror. She wipes away the condensation that hides her face. No memories. She has no idea who she is or what happened. In the reflection, she looks down and sees a large scar running along her collarbone. She traces her fingers over it and a memory flashes through her mind.
She enters the shower and turns on the water. Just before she wets her hair, she gets dizzy. Her eyes roll back and falls to the ground, taking the curtain with her.
She looks at herself once more before leaving the bathroom. The next room is her bedroom. Hanging on the wall next to the doorframe is a white, silk robe. She takes it and wraps it around herself. She looks around the room. The bed is neatly made and a side table with a lamp rests on both sides of it. The room is dark. On the left wall, below the windows, is a low dresser. She goes over to it and begins to open the drawers. In the first two are clothes, but the last one is full of many types of guns covered by a clear case sealed and locked by a code. Sitting on top of the dresser is a small black purse. Alice goes to it and dumps out its contents. A cellphone, some loose money, make-up, and a wallet.
Immediately taking up the wallet, she snaps it open and looks at the ID. The name reads 'Alice Abernathy' and a picture that is very recent. Behind the piece of plastic is two pictures. The first one is of a young Latino woman with long brown hair in a pony tale and smile that could light up the darkness. Her face takes up most of the picture. Behind her is a sunset on the beach. The other is of Alice and the girl on the beach. The woman has her arms around Alice's waist while Alice is caressing her cheeks. They're smiling at each other while the sun sets. Alice's lips curl in a small smile, but it disappears when she realizes she can't remember her.
Her cellphone vibrates. She reads the small screen 'One New Message: Rain.' When she opens the phone, the message automatically opens and says, 'There's an emergency in the Hive. Team's on the way. Remember the guidelines.'
Alice is now fully dressed in a blood red, spaghetti strap dress. Under is a pair of maroon hot shorts and then solid black leather boots that go up to her knees. She is wandering the house, looking for anymore people. She is in a large, dark room. It looks like a study, but huge. On the wall to her right are large windows. She takes every step with caution.
She spots a chess table with aged silver pieces on the board. Next to it sits a reflective picture frame containing a snapshot of Alice in a wedding gown on the arm of a tall, dark, and handsome man in a tuxedo with short hair and stubble. She picks up the picture and studies the man's face. She has a memory of her 'Wedding Day.'
People are cheering and throwing rice. She can hear glasses clinking and laughter.
But she's confused. She pulls the picture of her and the woman from the band of her shorts and unfolds it, to compare the two. She sees the quick reflection of a dark figure in the silver frame and turns to only see the wind blowing a plastic tarp covering a statue. "Hello?" she calls out as she sets the frame down and refolds the picture to put it back in her shorts. Slowly, she makes her way to the statue which resides in a long, empty hallway that leads to the front door. It's slightly open.She opens it slowly and steps outside onto a long, wide walkway aligned with pillars and a roof atop the pillars.
The sun is barely up and dead trees rest in the distance on the horizon. A chilling wind blows causing goosebumps to rise on Alice's skin. She hugs herself and steps forward, "Hello?" she asks again. She's shaken by a large flock of birds squawking loudly and flying from a tree. The wind begins to blow harder. Alice slowly backs up, she feels that something is coming. Before she could reach the door, a helicopter rises from behind the trees and is headed dead on for Alice's house. She watches it for a minute before being grabbed around the waist and pulled back inside the house.