It's late, and Aiden is still stepbrowsing the internet. His stepmôm enters his room, wrapping her arms around him lovingly, and tells him it's getting late, and he has an early day tomorrow. She kisses him on the cheek, and even though he tries to buy some more time, she tells him he needs to get off the computer and lay down. She leaves the room, and Aiden gets up, stretches out, and pulls his comfy blankets over his head. He twists and turns under the covers; something is changing.  A