Look inside the cradle
You ask him what his name is, and he says Billy. You ask him what he
is doing here and he shrugs his shoulders. You tell him he does not
belong here, and suddenly the little boy's voice and facial expression
changes and says, "Neither do you! Leave, leave now. Forget about
Barbara! Don't ignore my warnings!"
And suddenly, not only is the he gone, but so is all of the
furniture.
You slowly step towards the cradle and see a toddler sitting there
quietly. You rush over to him, put you stop and wonder. What would a
small child be doing here.
