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Season Three Epilogue Two: "Lillian"
Lillian Hale lay in bed wide awake. She wondered where Napoleon was. He usually slept at her feet, after all. She rose and walked to the window, opened the curtains and looked out, tilting her head back to look up at the night sky. She thought of the strange and wonderful thing that had happened a few nights before.
After sensing something odd in the sky overhead, she had ran to the door and went out on the balcony. When she looked up, the sky was filled with a beautiful sight, like a great castle in the clouds. The babysitter, having followed her out, was terrified. Lillian wanted a better look. She had ran to her father's office and grabbed his binoculars. Returning, looking up though them, she saw even more wonders, things she had been thinking on ever sense.
And so now, the young girl looked upwards through her window, but it was only the normal night sky. Returning to bed, she remembered how both Napoleon and Huggles had also felt the strangeness above (They had looked up alongside her) and wondered.
But most importantly, she remembered what she had seen through the binoculars: Her sister, her sister's friends. She knew it had been them. Somehow. As Lillian pulled the covers up and settled back onto her pillows, as she drifted off to sleep, her last thoughts were "I've got to confront Cornelia with this…"
"…But, not quite yet…"