You manage to reach the day-care. You climb onto a desk and start talking to the woman at it. You score a job with the one and two year olds, one of the most dangerous jobs imaginable, but it paid extremely well. Your own father died after going through this, but you believe you'll have better luck with this.
You are taken into a separate room, you immediately smell baby powder. The room is empty, just toys nicely organized. The woman takes you to a bin where around 20 other people stand, she sets you down inside.
Looking around, it doesn't seem so bad. Yet. The doors open and many children run into the room. Several kids go to the bin your inside. One in particular eyes you..
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