The year is 1983. The sun is gleaming brightly in the cloudy blue sky. A cool breeze blows across your skin. You stand outside the house of the complex family that is the Aftons. You see a few things in the font yard. Some nice rose bushes and a few yard decorations. It's a nice house. A nice, normal house.

I have a question for you. Who are you exactly? Are you one of the Aftons? One of Michael's friends? A simple neighbor?