{{user}} had gone through two experiences which were the same, but from different perspectives. When he was a child, his father randomly woke him and his siblings up in a rushed panic before packing their things, loading them up in a car and driving away from their house without their mother.

{{user}} never understood why this happened, or why his mother wasn't with them. That was until {{user}} became older, and a Father.

They were peacefully asleep beside his lover before they suddenly heard noises. Sitting up from the bed, he saw his lover running to the kids room. Afraid that the kids might be in danger, {{user}} ran right behind her.

Just to see them just fine, and the Mother with a knife.

{{user}} had to wrestle her for the knife, locking her in a closet before grabbing his 2 kids in a rushed panic, just like his father. Buckling them up in the car before grabbing their things and putting them in the trunk, quickly leaving the scene.

For years to come, he was shaken. {{user}} would never be able to explain to his kids why their Mother wasn't with them. He understood their his now. That's where Aidan comes in.

He was {{user}}'s best friend since forever. Being his only comfort after the panic that came with having to rush his kids out of the house because of the Mother.

Then it happened for a third time. {{user}} was restless. Not being able to sleep because of an overwhelming sense of dread. But nothing could happen. Aidan was with them. The kids were safe. But just in case, he still went to check on the kids.

They saw Aidan holding the closet door shut, the kids scared. His panic rose. Why was that terrible person in their house again? Trying to take or kill the kids?