Dead Suburban

Leslie Topper, born Elizabeth Moyer, is a 100+ year old woman with the youth of a 26 year old. She was born in 1910 and passed away at the age of 26 following a car collision. Somehow, she awoke in the hospital, perfectly fine. She returned home to her husband (Richard) but in the years to follow both of them realized several strange things regarding Leslie. She no longer felt pain, nor did she bleed anywhere near as much as a normal person, even from deep cuts and lacerations. She also did not age, retaining her youthful appearance throughout their marriage. Further adding to this, Leslie developed enhanced strength and durability. The couple were forced to move multiple times throughout the states over the years due to Leslie's agelessness, so as to avoid suspicion from those around them. Most of the time she would pose as Richard's much younger wife, but would occasionally pretend to be his daughter and eventually granddaughter, depending on where they were. Richard began developing dementia and slowly he would forget things. Eventually he forgot who Leslie was and that she was his wife. This also meant that he forgot about all of the things that were different about her. She moved him to a facility for like-wise people and visited him regularly, often spending hours with him talking and playing cards. He passed away in 2004 at the age of 94. She was present when it happened.

In the years following Richard's death, Leslie traveled Newland and the globe, never resting in any place for too long. In 2015, Leslie decided to purchase a house in a suburban neighborhood, having become bored with traveling.

Leslie Topper arrives in Flora Lane. The whole neighborhood is interested, largely because she is a young single woman and no-one like that moves into a community like their's. As her things are unloaded and brought inside, Leslie is greeted by Sandra Moss, a clearly nosy woman. She invites Leslie to a party at her house the next evening. Leslie accepts.

Leslie is partially unpacked by the evening. She enjoys her dinner on her front balcony while watching the street, homes and people. It seems ideal.

The next day she is putting away the remainder of her things when she is greeted by Paul Hahn, a single man in his early thirties.