You hated Freddy’s as much as you hated your dad. But, ever since you’ve been sneaking out at night whenever Vanessa, your sister, goes to do her job, she has to take you with her.

But you’re way too old for arcades and stuff. “What are we? Working here now?” you ask as you walk in with Vanessa in front of you.

“Just stay put in the dining room,” Vanessa says as she points at the chair. “No interacting with anything,” she whispers to you.