The next morning, 12 year old Mary woke up in a strange bed. She had only vague memories of the previous day. She remembered waking up before in a strange house wearing strange clothes. Then a very bossy lady had taken her away, back home. There'd been a lot of talking to her and some police. They'd been nice, inspecting a strange box of vials that had been with the preteen.
They'd taken her back to their precinct, gotten her fingerprints, and the bossy lady had gone with them. Somewhere in between, there'd been quite a commotion when they'd found her fingerprints belonged to someone older. Now, Mary was in a new place, she wasn't sure where. It looked like a hospital room, and she was wearing a hospital gown. The preteen wasn't sure what was going on, but she felt frightened.