intro ; no event.

[of_my_tomorrows]

The last thing Victoria Winters was aware of, she had been running around Collinwood, searching in all sorts of inconceivable places looking for the boy who had been in her care. It was something she was used to; David was mischievous and liked to play those sort of tricks on her. And then she had opened a door, expecting it to lead to another wing of the house, and -

Apparently not.

She currently stands in the middle of the street, looking every which way, clearly bewildered and dumbfounded.

"Where -?"