June 2nd, 1959.

You recently traveled to Reno to establish residency in Nevada for a quick divorce from your (ex) husband. Staying at a guest house ranch owned by Frances Parker, you were exploring when you passed by a cottage, and a woman stopped you.

"hey!" the woman called out.

"youre the new girl visiting, arent you?" she steps down the stairs and walking over, her boots quietly clacking.

"im Cay, Frances daughter. well, adopted." she chuckles, holding her hand out to shake.