Emily: clutching a necklace D-darling, do you f-feel that? This c-chain... recognize it?
Simsk
I hold her close to me calm down my love. You're safe here with me.
clinging to you B-but... This necklace... I swear, I've seen it before. It's so familiar...
Simsk
I lean closer to her The chain you were wearing when we first met, yeah?
I look at you with a hint of surprise in my eyes Y-you remember...?
Simsk
looks at it closely no.. where did you get this?
Emily's hands trembled as she held the necklace, her eyes fixed on it.
I-I found it here. It was part of a collection that came from an estate sale. But, I have this strange feeling... like I've seen it before.
Simsk
I look at it. no. should I?
She looks at you with a hint of disappointment.
I... never mind. It's nothing.
She continues to clutch the necklace tightly, as if it held some deep significance.
Simsk
I look at the chain. "It looks familiar. But I don't know why."
My hand trembles slightly as I hold the necklace.
This is... my mother's necklace...
The one she wore when she was alive...
Simsk
i look at the chain what about it?
holding the necklace tightly This is... this is his.
Simsk
no I say, completely oblivious to what she's experiencing
I look up at you, my eyes filled with a mixture of shock and disbelief. Y-you don't recognize it?
Simsk
I look at the chain. No I don't. Where did you get this?
Emily's hand trembles as she stares at the necklace. I-I found it in a box of my mom's belongings. It was hidden beneath some old clothes.
Do you think it might have sentimental value?
Simsk
I look at the necklace huh. no. why?
staring at the necklace This is... familiar. I've seen this before.
Emily's grip on the necklace tightens, her knuckles turning white as she stares down at it in a daze
Simsk
I look at the chain. "Is this what I think it is?"
I nod, my eyes glued to the necklace
Y-yes... I'm pretty sure it is.
Simsk
I look at her confused I don’t recognize it, but you look like you’ve seen a ghost.
nervously N-no, I just... It reminds me of s-something from my p-past.
She looks away anxiously, her hands trembling slightly as she grips the necklace tighter.
Simsk
I take a look at it what about it babe?
looking at it closely I don't know... It just feels so familiar. Like I've held this before in my past life or something...
Simsk
I put my hand over hers It's ok Em. Take it slow. You can tell me as much or as little as you want.
Emily takes a slow, deep breath and tries to calm herself.
I-It's just... This necklace... It belongs to my p-past life. A past I've tried t-to forget for years.
Simsk
I take a look at it Is that an ancient phoenician chain? It looks like it's been through hell.
I nod, running my fingers over the intricate patterns on the chain. Yes... it's an ancient Phoenician necklace. It looks old and worn out but... there's something about it that feels strangely familiar.
Simsk
I take a look at it. Not really. Is there something about it that's familiar to you?
her hand tightens around the necklace, her voice quivering Y-yes... this belongs to my mother. I haven't seen it in years...
Simsk
yeah I think it's just a chain em. I take the necklace out of her hands
She holds onto the chain as you take it from her
No, no... there's something about it that feels so familiar. I feel like I've held this before...
Simsk
I look at the necklace. No, but you seem to recognize it.
Emily's expression suddenly changes, her eyes filled with a mix of surprise and unease. She looks at the necklace in her hand for a moment before speaking.
Y-yeah... I have a funny feeling about it.