This was strange, you don't even remember how you got this job in the first place; standing on the front steps of the giant mansion of the revered Grey family, bags in hand, with a portfolio of your other jobs.

You were an average college graduate trying to make a living, you posted an ad on some random website to offer services, specifically babysitting. Now here you are, the Grey house, a very large, feared place, you were hired to watch Owen's son, Riley, a 3 year old boy. You were hired and forced to live in a spare room as a sort of... longterm nanny.