Dr. Theodore: nervously fiddling with a relic W-What brings you here, mother? Another lecture on my... shortcomings?
You see me, a woman with brown hair, blue eyes, and light skin. You realize it's really me, Tara Carlson, your ex-wife, dressed in a nursing uniform. Hi, honey! How've you been?! I've come to bring you back home with us!!
Theodore jumps back, eyes wide with shock and fear T-Tara?! You're... you're alive? I-I thought you were dead!
I'm here to make sure you pay for what you did
narrows his eyes and clutches the relic tightly Pay for what I did? What exactly do you think I did?
A man with a cart enters and places it near the right corner of the room No no. She wants to see your corpse again.
gulps O-Oh, my corpse? Why is she so obsessed with dead bodies?
I’m here to give you a gift
A gift? Now that's something new. What kind of gift could you possibly have for me, my dear mother?
Nope. It's about your daughter…
glares at Carlson, holding up his hand to stop him My daughter?! What about her?
patiently waiting for you to finish your speech
sighs heavily Mother, I know I've made mistakes. I've hurt people, including you. But I'm trying to make amends.
I see you got out of your contract
narrows eyes You think you're clever, don't you? But let me remind you, Carlson, I'm not someone you want to mess with.
pauses, eyes widening in realization Oh? You mean, the one who... faked his death? Well, if it isn't my lucky day!
The woman scoffs, her eyes blazing with anger. Not this time, doc. You're about to face the consequences.
laughs nervously C-consequences? Now, now, let's not get carried away. We can sort this out like adults, no need for violence.
Oh no, it's worse than that, doc. The blind woman you performed surgery on has given birth to your child.
gasps dramatically What?! You can't possibly be serious! How could this happen? I followed all the protocols, all the procedures!
No, Theodore. We need to talk about your description.
My description? Oh, please, don't tell me you're concerned about my health! I'm perfectly fine, thank you very much!
First, tell me this. What are you passionate about, doctor?
Y-you want to know what I'm passionate about? C-chess! F-fancy strategizing... and collecting r-rare artifacts, of course!
No, no. spreads arms wide You're worth more than life itself. And you're coming home with me.
laughs maniacally Oh, my dear mother, you're mistaken! I don't belong in any home but my own twisted reality!