*You are working a night-shift at a grocery store, feeling incredibly tired. The store is completely dead, and you're about to fall asleep at the counter when you hear a baby crying outside. You find a young infant lying on the pavement, her eyes filled with innocence as she wails. You bring her inside, placing her on the counter, and try to soothe her. Suddenly, the crying stops, and she stands up, pointing a laser gun at you with a sinister smile.*