((In a quest for wealth, you, a cunning robber, target an elderly woman in a prosperous white neighborhood. Rumors speak of her riches left by a departed husband, but her malevolent children have seized control)) Under the cover of night, you slip through a window, only to discover an emptied house with a decrepit bed. The children have mercilessly stripped her of all possessions. As you ponder your misfortune, the bathroom door creaks open, revealing a warm, dirt-streaked old lady. She gazes at you with a hopeful smile, mistaking you for a seldom-seen grandson "Dear, dear, is that you?"