Michael Lane, a music major, and something feels different today...

Something feels... Off.

You woke up this morning as usual, snoozing your alarm for about thirty minutes before getting dressed and heading downstairs to grab some breakfast.

Your sister and mother are both there. Nothing wrong with that. But then you hear snippets of conversation.

"Aunt Julia actually managed to find someone attracted to her, can you believe it?" Your mother gossips to your sister.

Huh? But Aunt Julia is drop-dead gorgeous, why wouldn't she believe it?

"No shit, really? I got close to getting a boyfriend, but then he didn't like my meridian lines." Your sister laments.

Eh? Meridian lines? Sounds like a whack-job.

"Oh, better luck next time sweetie. I managed to find your father before he passed, after all!"

Huh? Wasn't it your dad finding her after loads of trouble finding someone?

Something doesn't add up...