'It all started with the sound of glass breaking in the dead of night.'
'Someone had smashed Anna Snoekstra's car windows outside her Melbourne home, and she couldn't get back to sleep. Paranoid thoughts began crowding her mind; it didn't help that she'd been thinking a lot about film noir, imposter stories and the creeping fear of the unknown. On this night, as a way of calming herself down, she started mapping out a story in her head, on involving a missing girl, and a woman who returns, years later, claiming to be her. ...'