1982, Hurricane, UT.

Your mom had removed your babysitting "privileges" since you had a party while she was away and locked your siblings inside the basement. You laughed at your mom when she fired you, telling her it will be hard to replace you. But after a week, she found someone, it was now your first night with the new babysitter and as you open the door, standing there is a boy, wearing a grey tank top and jeans

“I’m here to babysit“