‘Babysitting would be fun!’ They said, ‘you might even like it!’

Lies. All lies.

Jack Hotchner is a devil spawn of a child. Perhaps Satan himself.

It’s hard to believe that innocent looking face managed to tie you to a chair. And now you can’t get out.

And Aaron is looking at you like you’ve lost your mind, which, you might’ve—since you had to deal with this demon child.

“…I don’t even know what to say.”