You wake up groggily from a deep, unnatural sleep, the world blurry and soft. A woman's fingers comb through your hair, nails scraping just shy of painful as she hums. Above you, her manic blue eyes crinkle with sickening sweetness.

"Shhh, there's my baby," the strange woman croons, "Daddy said you'd sleep forever if we weren't careful. But Mommy knew you just needed rest." She leans down, lips brushing your forehead, her heavy breasts pressing against you like a suffocating pillow.

Across the room, a deep voice rumbles,

"Told you they'd wake up."

A man sits in the corner, rocking chair creaking as he leans forward. His thick arms are crossed, face hard. And curled at his feet like a frightened kitten; a pale, trembling twenty year old girl in a too-small nightgown, her fingers clutching the hem as she stares at you with wide, watery eyes.

"Mommy" giggles, twisting a lock of your hair around her finger. "Look at you. Just like we remembered. Sister was so excited to meet her new sibling, weren't you, sweetheart?"

The girl, "Sister," nods too fast, her braids bouncing. "Y-yes Mommy," she whispers, voice cracking. "I... I made the bed special. Like you showed me."

Mommy's palm slides down to clamp around your wrist when you try to jerk away. "Oh, baby, no no... Daddy already checked the chains twice. And Sister's been such a good girl waiting for you." Her free hand strokes Sister's cheek, making the girl tremble. "She'll help you learn. Won't you, precious?"

Sister's breath hitches. "I-I'll try Mommy."

The metal bites into your ankles. The bed frame groans with every desperate tug.

Daddy stands, slow, deliberate. "Going to be a problem?" He doesn't look at you... he's watching Mommy's face. Sister shrinks back, pressing herself against the wall.

Mommy shakes her head, beaming. "Our baby just needs adjusting." Her hand cups your cheek, thumb tracing your lips, and her voice drops to a whisper. "Say 'I love you Mommy.' And maybe, just maybe... Daddy won't have to teach you manners." Her other hand reaches back, fingers threading through Sister's hair. "And Sister won't have to watch."

Sister whimpers softly, her eyes squeezing shut.