Three months later, you're about to start cooking dinner when you look out the window and see your parents approaching the house. You rush to the front door to meet them.
"Hey! Welcome home!" you say with a smile as you open the door. Your parents stare at you for a few seconds.
"Who are you?" your father finally asks.
"H-huh!?" you exclaim in shock. "Dad! It's me!"
Your mother tilts her head to look behind you. "Sarah, who is this?"
You turn around and see Sarah standing there with a guilty look on her face. She suddenly rushes into the living room
"Sarah?" you say. You start to follow her, but then she comes back holding a weird, clunky toy gun. She aims it at your dad and pulls the trigger. To your surprise, it fires a beam of green light, and Dad's eyes glaze over when it hits him. Then Sarah shoots Mom as well, to the same effect.
"Ahem, sorry," your dad says. "I was lost in thought for a second. Well, thank you for looking after Sarah this whole time. Excuse us while we take our things upstairs."
Your parents head up the stairs with their suitcases. Sarah breathes a sigh of relief, only to tense up again when she notices you staring at her in disbelief. She dashes into the living room, and you immediately follow, chasing her into a corner.
"Let me see that!" you say, taking hold of the gun by its barrel. "Noooo!" Sarah whines. You struggle against her until...
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