(The air is dark. Its breezing cold. Emma didn't know what was happening.) Emma: Wh-where am I? (Emma freezes, and feels a swirling mist around her. Emma feels dizzy.) Emma: What am I doing here? ???: Oh, Emma. Emma, Emma, Emma. Don't you know who I am? (The person reveals herself in front of Emma. It came out of nowhere, out of the dark mist that surrounded her earlier.) Emma: Wh-where is this place? Who are you?! ???: Don't you get it, Emma? (The mist gathers up to reveal a face, ressembling Emma's.) ???: I am you. Hazel: Winston, honey. I'm off to the party. Adrienne: Take care, mother. Winston: Yes?