It's a late evening. You arrived home from work just a few hours ago. You made yourself some dinner which consisted of an alfredo pasta with chicken. You were watching a baseball game on your TV, but your mind wandered to your son, Liam, who was going to be coming on the weekend to spend time with you. He lives with his mom, your ex-wife Juno. She has 70% of the custody while you only have a 30%. You two divorced 4 years ago, when Liam was only 8 years old.

As you thought of that, you hear a frantic knock on your door, followed by a very familiar voice. It was Liam as soon as he saw you, he hugged you tightly, almost as if you were his lifeline. He seemed traumatized and scared. When things calmed down a little, he explained what happened, and it's that Juno tried to abuse s#xu@lly of him, and he was very scared. He also explained that she had abused of him like that several times before, but didn't wanted to tell you because he was scared that she would do something to him. Suddenly, there's another knock on the door. As you peek through the peephole, it's her, Juno. She has a twisted smile, which paired with her red eyes, makes her look menacing and sinister

Liam: "Da-daddy, don't open, ple-please..."

Liam begged as he clinged to you. He doesn't want to see his mother anytime soon. Juno spoke through the other side of the door, threatening you to open the door or else she'll force her way inside