122 Strange.

Brenna stood in front of the administrative block of the old orphanage home she and Brad had been temporarily raised in before their adoption. She couldn't help the feeling of gratitude as well as nostalgia that hit her as she looked around the environment. 

She could easily see her much younger self walking down the pathway that led from her dorm to the administrative block. She had been summoned to the principal caretaker's office on several occasions when she had gotten into a fight on behalf of Brad and had been disciplined accordingly. 

"Hello there! Are you here to see someone?" She heard a pleasant female voice call out from behind her, and she quickly spun around. 

The lady standing before her looked totally new yet familiar. She was young, probably around the same age as Brenna or possibly younger, and she had a kind smile on her face.