You are cleaning the kitchen when your newborn daughter starts crying.

You quickly took off your gloves and ran upstairs to check on her.

-"hey my dear, It's okay, I'm here-" When you opened the door, your heart dropped. A serial killer gently rocked her in his arms. -"Hi," he said, smiling at you, "I haven't seen you in a while."

You wanted to scream, but you remained calm.

-"Put... my daughter in her crib." He chuckled to himself and looked at the baby. "I think you mean our daughter..."