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    DCL 3 – Supper And Memories In Smallville

    Lana “Clara?  Clara, what’s all this?”

    Clara looks at Lana and simply drops down to whatever is below.  Lana gasps again, rushing over and seeing a ladder.

    Lana “Clara!”

    Lana looks down, seeing Clara looking up at her.  Clara then looks away, now walking forward.  Lana, still in her black dress from the funeral for Pa Kent earlier that day takes that as her cue to climb down.  As Lana makes her way down, she sees a small room with a pair of weird looking pods, one slightly larger than the other and Clara looking at them before looking back at Lana.

    Clara “The truth, Lana…my sisters and I…we aren’t from around here.”

    Despite all she has shown Lana, Clara has a look on her face of pure vulnerability.  Lana can see it.  Lana looks down at the front of the pods, seeing an “S” symbol that will eventually become famous in Metropolis.

    Lana “What’s that?  What are these things?”

    Clara “The ‘s’ is a symbol for hope where we’re from.”

    Lana “…And where’s that?”

    Clara “Lana…”

    Lana can sense that Clara is having problems coming to grips with the explanation.

    Lana “It’s okay.  You can tell me.  I mean…you’ve showed me this much.”

    Clara points at the smaller pod.

    Clara “This is what I was in when Ma and Pa found me.  I was a baby.  A few years later, Ma and Pa found my cousins…well…sisters here…in the other one.  We were sent here as babies…from elsewhere.”

    Lana “What?  From Krypton?”

    Clara looks at Lana, very matter-of-factly.

    Clara “The language there is unpronounceable, but here it was known as Krypton.”

    Lana “Wait…you’re serious?  When those weird meteor showers hit and people were speculating that it might have come from…some planet in some other galaxy…something about a black hole…or something.  It’s confused scientists for years.  You’re saying yall came from that?”

    Clara “Pa never wanted anyone to know.  He wanted us to learn how to control all of these…things that made us different.  And when it was time, he and Ma would show us the truth.  All this.  And…I know it seems weird.  Like something out of a sci-fi movie, but…but Lana…this is who we are.”

    Lana can only look up at the taller Clara.

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