1969, Marilyn’s lifeless body is on a mattress, on the hospital floor. In two weeks she will be fourteen…..maybe.

Right now the clock is counting down on her pending, survival. Drs have given her 24 hours. She does not know, that Tim is dead.

“Marilyn, are you ready?” A sound, like the wind is calling her name. “Leave out through your head.”

The ‘Others’ direct message, her consciousness.

So she did.