Erica's television interview had been all but forgotten after Bianca's misfortune but as scheduled at eight pm local time the interview went out on the local news. Erica was in discussion with the local anchor about her life; her book; the now record breaking film, of which a sequel was already in production; and also using the chance to promote her work at Fusion, in particular Origana.

Erica Kane's smiling face appeared on television screens throughout the state no one knowing the famous starlet was now sat solemnly by her daughter's bedside ruminating of regrets, missed chances and broken promises.

Some people turned up the volume, watching the screen with rapt attention; some switched channels as soon as Erica opened her mouth to speak; others only gave her a seconds glance, recognising her face from a magazine but not really caring about what she had to say.

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In a Pine Valley mini mart two friends bumped into each other at the queue for the till. The news coverage was muted in the background, on a television behind the cashier.

"You look well." said the man, allowing his pregnant companion in front of him. "Glowing even. But what brings you out so late?"

"Cravings." said the blonde woman, giving him a smile. She held up a jar of peanut butter and a bag of Doritos. "Scott would have come but I needed to stretch my legs. Yourself?"

The man tipped his basket so she could see the pink cereal box it contained.

"Emma ran out of her favourite breakfast and if she doesn't get it it's the end of the world." he replied.

The woman laughed.

Glancing up the woman noticed for the first time that it was Erica Kane mouthing silently from the television screen, a bottle of Origana perfume in her hand.

"Kendal's not going to like that." she observed.

"Well I think they have more important things to worry about right now."

"Not if you listen to Kendal they don't."

The man frowned.

"Haven't you heard about Bianca?"

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In a house on Canyon Road, Pine Valley a woman was working her way through a pile of ironing. Having two little girls in the house seemed to create a lot of laundry.

She looked up when Erica's familiar voice came from her TV set. She grabbed the remote quickly and changed the channel. It was bad enough that thanks to their two daughters, someday, probably very soon they would be becoming family! But she didn't have to put up with her ruining her television viewing as well.

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In a high security facility just outside Philadelphia Erica's interview was playing out on a caged screen in a gloomy concrete canteen. The television was being widely ignored. Most of the room's orange clad inhabitants were grouped in the corner baying at an on-going fight. The guards struggling to keep order before a full riot broke out.

One of the inmates however was staring at the screen, giving it his full attention. The man got up from his chair to step closer to the television set in an attempt to hear Erica's voice over the shouting and violence going on around him. He climbed up onto a table, stepping so close that his nose almost touched the screen; Erica's face flickering in an unnatural shade of pink on the cheap set. Erica was talking about the film premier in New York and the image changed to a press photograph of Erica, Kendal and Bianca on the red carpet. At the sight Erica and her daughter's the man's whole demeanour changed. He grasped the cage that surrounded the television and shook the whole thing violently.

"Bitch." he snarled, his anger directed at one woman in particular. "I'm going to get you, bitch. This is all your fault!"

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