Jon and Tina were just about to cross the boundary into the mist when a figure stepped out of the mist and stopped them. “Jon you can’t go inside here tonight not with that item in your pocket my employers will detect the moment you step inside.” Dr. Schreber advised the two of them. “You will set off so many alarms that you will have to leave before you get any chance to do anything.” He went on to say. “They know about the stone?” Jon asked. “Yes, they know but they can’t locate it out here if it was in here they could find it so easily.
Why not go home for the night as time is about to restart in a moment? I will meet you at this address tomorrow and we will be able to talk then. The Doctor said handing Jon a piece of paper with some writing on it. He turned towards Tina, It was a pleasure to meet you Ms Black please make sure he doesn’t try anything and I will see you tomorrow.” He said as he turned to head back into the mist which vanished a second later.
At the same time, this was happening across town at the Johnson house. Mr and Mrs were both lying in their bedroom. Over the last few days, they had not noticed that anything was wrong. They hadn’t even noticed that they had an extra bedroom in their house or that they were missing a daughter. Three or four days ago this was Sabrina Johnson but now their daughter was returning to them except she would now be Eileen Johson. Eileen shared Sabrinas’ extreme taste in clothing which could be seen from the picture sitting on top of the fireplace.
It was one of the few pictures that her parents had got her to smile. She was wearing a black corset, a short black ripped skirt, fishnets, and black knee-high buckled boots with three-inch stacks. Her hair was dyed bright pink and she wore heavy black make-up on her very pale skin. This was before she had gotten her tattoo, well at least she was smiling in it. The picture had now returned to take its place on the fireplace but now featured a similarly attired Eileen.
Not that Sabrina or Eileen would ever admit it she dressed this way to show that she was an individual and not one of those clone-like cheerleaders. They all had their blonde hair and for the most part blue eyes. This was something that she would never be no matter what well at least that is what this version of the Johnsons’ daughter thought just like the other had. In that respect, they were of one mind.
