The Detective's Twin Sister

Darkness. Then, a blinding white light and the sound of crying. Not just any crying, but baby cries. My cheeks feel wet. Am I crying? I can't see anything clearly, just blurry shapes.
Suddenly, voices. "Mai!" someone yells. "Oh my god!" More yelling. Then, a man's voice, soft and warm. "What is wrong my little princess, you want to see momy?" Princess? Mommy? Who are these people? And why can't I speak, only cry?
"Ohh! My little baby want to see her mommy!" Again! Baby? My body feels tiny. This can't be happening. Is this a dream? Where are the dancing chicken nuggets? Why is it still blurry?
Someone picks me up. A woman's voice, equally soft. "Hello my little sunshine!" Sunshine? I try to respond, but only gurgles and cries come out. This is not a dream. I'm a baby. And I'm in someone else's arms.
