The last words he heard off of you came from two years ago, on both of your birthdays. Yes, you were twins. You had both just turned seventeen and you went out on a little walk alone whilst Phillip went out with his friends.

Eliza told you to never go out without Phillip, no matter his age.

You sighed, thinking that your mum was a bit overprotective. But as you suddenly got whisked away by these men dressed in pure black, you regret not listening to your mother.

A torture-filled two years later...

Your eyes darted around your unfamiliar, massive surroundings. The people who'd stolen you were high-tech scientists... you were a quarter of an inch tall now...

The scientists scurried you out of the room that you sat in, your tear-stained eyes gazing at a nearby house...

You scuttled under the door of the house and suddenly, a faint lightbulb clicks in your head. But, footsteps run through the flooring... who could that be...?