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[faithinreason]

[The surroundings seemed familiar. Just a little bit. Scully had woken up comfortably dozed off on a sofa, and her initial tour of the house didn't completely register with her. Until she went outside. This was definitely not DC. Her confusion was apparent, her disbelief... seemingly obvious. But then again, this is hardly a kidnapping when there's

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[teh_sword]

[In a place like Mayfield, this sort of thing happens almost every day on the way home from school. So have a cheerful smile of complete understanding!] Oh... you must be new. 's okay, everyone's disoriented at first.

[faithinreason]

New? [She stares at him, completely astounded by that.] You're suggesting that people regularly find themselves misplaced?

[teh_sword]

...around here, anyway. Wake up in bed with someone else's name and... just sorta go from there.

[And then a sudden awkward sticking out of his hand.] Nn, sorry. I'm Ren.

[faithinreason]

[She offers her own hand out firmly.] Scully. Sorry, Dana Scully rather.

There were photographs in there however, ones that suggested I have a family, a life. But unfortunately I can't recall any of that.

[likescats]

[....You're approaching the cloaked figure? Turns around to revel skeleton. Have a voice just appearing in your head.]

CAN I HELP YOU?

[faithinreason]

[What. Clearly a Halloween joke?

She dismisses the telepathy and instead just merely replies verbally.]

That-- that wasn't just you, was it? In my head?

[likescats]

...AH, YES. I'M AFRAID IT'S HOW PEOPLE HEAR MY VOICE.

[faithinreason]

[She stares at him, confused. Telepathy does not exist. Really.]

Then you're suggesting I'm carrying a microphone? [She raises a hand up to her ear to feel for one, but is caught off guard.] Or not.

Charming place then, I suppose.

[chosenreplica]

Did you wake up in there?

[faithinreason]

Yes I did. By all manner of speaking, it certainly implies it's my house, but there's something rather.... off.

[chosenreplica]

[Xion nods but offers a soft smile.]

I was told the same thing. It must be your house then! The town feels strange as well...

[faithinreason]

Is there a local police department then? I should like to get some information clarified then. Or at least -- [she pauses, hesitating for a moment.]

There were photographs. A family? When I woke up, no one was around. I wasn't just imagining that, was I?

DANA MEET YOUR NEW HUSBAND

[greatestmanll40]

[Lex is walking through the Living Room when he notices the confused red head.]

Hello.

You're confused. Please, allow me to explain this situation.

SCREAM ILL TRADE FOR CLARK KENT

[faithinreason]

Clearly. I could ask you the same thing.

Kidnapping me against my will?

[greatestmanll40]

Believe me, I am as much a victim as you are.

[Lex outstretches a hand]

Allow me to introduce myself, my name is Lex Luthor.

[faithinreason]

Dana Scully. [she's skeptical about returning the handshake, but does so anyway.]

Considering this house looks more like yours, I hardly see how this makes you a victim.

[coolbowtie]

[Tilts his head at her before looking at the house]

No idea, don't think I've met them. Should I?

[faithinreason]

I would assume someone would have met them. Or at least, if they lived here long enough to meet them.

[coolbowtie]

Well, maybe I have met them but I just don't know they lived here!

[faithinreason]

According to the photographs back there, I believe I'm married to a tall, balding man?