Flavortext (no game relevance): Sammy was a single father at the time. He was working all the time, so often he would hire a babysitter to see if she could watch his son. Unfortunately, he would often have to settle for Marcy, the only babysitter who was ever available on short notice. Sammy never particularly liked Marcy, as she was always a bit on the irresponsible side. She would often spend most of the time babysitting on the phone rather than paying attention to his child, and every time she saw Sammy's car pull into the driveway, she grabbed her things and left through the back door… She was a pain. But she was all that was available.
One night, Sammy stepped into his home and called her name, but there was no answer. Sammy assumed she must have left through the back door again, so he paid no attention to her lack of answer. He walked into the living room and saw his son at the top of the stairs, still in pajamas.
"Hey, sport," Sammy called to him, before noticing the look on his face. "Something wrong, son?"
"I had a nightmare, Daddy," he told Sammy, before running down the stairs to hug him. "It was so scary…"
"What happened in it?" Sammy asked. His son hugged him tighter.
"I was walking down the hall when I heard the sound of Marcy humming downstairs. I hid in the dark of the tops of the stairs where she couldn't see me, and I spied on her doing her homework in the kitchen. After a few minutes, the pantry door behind her opened silently. She was listening to her little music thingy, so she didn't hear it. Out of the pantry there was this naked monster man with tiny little black eyes…" he shivered.
"Go on, son," he cajoled.
"Well, the monster man watched her for a long time, and then he waved his hand at the closet in the living room. It opened, and another monster man came out of that door. She was focused on her homework and her music and it was dark so she didn't see him either. The two monster men watched her for a while before the second monster man waved at the window. The curtain was pushed away, and there was another monster man behind it. Marcy didn't see him either… so then, the third and second monster men waved at the basement door, and two monster men came out. I was so scared, Daddy… but I tried to be quiet and none of them saw me."
"They all watched Marcy for a few minutes before the one right behind her started growling. She didn't hear it. It growled louder. She made a face and blinked. I was praying that she wouldn't turn around, Daddy. But she did. She screamed and screamed and cried and screamed, and all the naked monster men ran up and started attacking her. They ripped her into pieces and ate them all… and when they were done they licked up all the blood on the floor. Then they all nodded at each other, and they all went back to where they were before…in the pantry, in the closet, behind the curtain, in the basement… and I just sat at the top of the stairs, I was so scared Daddy…"
Sammy pulled the boy closer as he softly began to cry. He gave his son a soft kiss on the cheek as he tried his best to comfort him. "…Then what happened, son?"
"… I… I went to leave and get the neighbors to help. I thought that if I ran fast enough to the door, they wouldn't catch me. I ran as fast as I could… but they all jumped out at me, Daddy. They were so scary. They grabbed me and were about to eat me when… when…"
"What happened, son?"
He stuttered as he attempted to weep out the rest of the tale.
"You can tell me anything, son… what happened?" Sammy stroked his hair as he began to compose himself.
"I… I… I told them that if they let me go… I would stall you when you came home, so they could get you too, Daddy… and spare me."
All was silent for a moment. And in that moment, Sammy could hear a series of doors opening all around the house. His son buried his face in Sammy's chest.
"I'm sorry, Daddy."
Sammy died at 4:10 pm in his room.
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