Flashback: Maine, 1983
Somewhere in Maine, Kurt Flynn and his son, Owen Flynn, were camping in the woods. Kurt was teaching Owen how to correctly make a plastic lanyard keychain.
"Yeah, there you go. That's it. A little tighter. Now pull the loops, as tight as you can," Owen pulled on the plastic tightly, "Ah, look at that. I mean, it's not bad for your first one," Kurt said.
"Green and red, like Luke and Darth's lightsabers," Owen said.
"Hey. Here is one for your collection," Kurt took out a lanyard from his car keys, "Your, uh, grandpa taught me how to make these when I was your age," Kurt said.
"You're giving it to me? It's mine now?" Owen looked at it, "You weren't very good at this when you were my age were you?" Owen said.
"Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha," Owen laughed, "Alright, smart guy," Kurt looked at his water, "Yeah, time to get dinner starter," Kurt said and a strong gust of wind picked up.
"What is that?" Owen asked.
"Probably an electrical storm," Lightning struck across the sky, it was very loud and very close to them, "Put the fire out," Kurt and Owen put the fire out together, "Get in the tent!" Kurt said.
"Dad!" Owen yelled as he ran into the tent.
Owen looked back out at the tent and saw a green-purple smoke coming towards them, his father saw the smoke too before he entered the tent. Kurt held his son close, "Owen, we'll be alright, kid," Kurt said.
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Later in the morning, they both got out of the tent and saw their campsite was totally wrecked, trees were knocked to the ground and a tree had fallen and crushed Kurt's car.
"Whoa... What kind of storm was that?" Owen asked.
"It's a big one," Kurt said.
The two of them began walking through the woods, looking for the nearest highway.
"The highway should be just over that ridge, and then we'll get a ride to the nearest town," Kurt said.
Owen looked at something, "Dad," He said.
"What?" Kurt asked as he walked back to him.
"Look," Owen said and Kurt turned to see Storybrooke, both in shock as it wasn't there originally.
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Kurt and Owen were walking through Storybrooke as the townspeople were walking about.
"This is impossible. We drove through here yesterday. There was nothing here. It's like someone dropped a town right on top of us," Kurt said.
The two looked up at the clock tower as the sheriff's car pulled up behind them and Graham stepped out of the car.
"You need some help?" The two turned to him, "You two look lost," Graham said.
"Who are you? What is this place?" Kurt asked.
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