After a long day of shopping, the Mom of the household returned, holding several large bags. "I'm back! Did you kids miss me?" No reply. "...Anybody home?" The quietness was forboding. Perhaps giving them the medallion and running off wasn't the greatest idea. Walking back to her room, she felt a crunch of plastic under her feet. She looked down to find she'd stepped on one of her daughters barbies, snapping its arm off. "She needs to put her old toys away." Commented the Mother as she continued to walk, unaware of the fact that her son was trapped in the armless doll. Entering her room, she glanced around, looking for her children. "Not in here." As she was about to walk away, she noticed the Medallion on her bed, a few inches away from another barbie doll. Her eyes widen. She puts 2-and-2 together and...
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