The police office ran through the apartment complex - only stopping to investigate a suspicious looking Korean girl in a blue mustang. “What unit?” “656” she said. The exact unit he was called to for a potential home invasion and hostage situation. “What’s your name?” “My name is Sunny Han.” He tried to memorize her face before running to the unit. They found in the apartment 2 college girls had been tied up by gunmen. They were trying to kill the girls. As the officer is interviewing the two female victims he can’t help but shake the feeling of deja vu. “Wait, I’m sorry what did you say your name was?” “Sunny. Sunny Han.” But that’s not possible. How can someone be two places at once?