"Bring me the mother," your neighbor commanded as the bed she laid on began to float forward and into the other room as he follows her out.
"Oh my," the scientist says to your mother in the other room, "Aren't you quite pretty."
"Don't you dare touch me!" She snaps with a vile tone.
"Such a bad attitude," the scientist replies as you hear your mother's muffled voice struggling to say something. "Now what are we going to do today? There's so many people and so many ideas."
Suddenly he says something that brings you fear...
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