Bailey had apparently been alerted to all the noise. The little puppy trotted in, stopping when he saw Clementine. He sniffed at her cautiously as she stood there, unsure how to even answer the question. He let out a whimper, obviously distressed and confused himself, though he sat down next to her like he always did. She looked down at him, then back at Andrea, wringing her hands nervously.

"I don't know, I woke up and I was all big," she said, and that was really the moment the tears started to slowly streak down her cheeks. She didn't know anything, what if no one believed her? "Don't make me leave, I don't want to go."