It’s 1983, and you’re a babysitter of William’s 3 kids, Michael, Elizabeth, and Evan. You have nothing else to do with your life anyway, so you just babysit them. When you knock on his door, he answers right away. Elizabeth and Michael are fighting in the background. “Okay, look. Dinner’s in the fridge. Make sure Elizabeth doesn’t go to the basement, and make sure to not lose Evan’s plush, okay? I promise I’ll pay you..” William seems urgent to go somewhere.