Let’s Go Play at the Adams’
by Mendal W. Johnson· 2022
When Barbara was tasked with babysitting little Cindy and Bobby Adams, she didn’t have any reason to suspect anything was afoot. She even held an affinity for the Adams kids, who were receptive to their guardian’s instructions. There was no reason to think this gig would be different from any other. Then she awoke from her first night of sleep to find her arms and legs bound to the bed and her mouth gagged. Cindy and Bobby’s hidden little game had finally commenced.
With their parents embarked on a European excursion, Cindy and Bobby bought themselves the buffer and time they knew they would need to follow through with their plan. Barbara was their captured prey, a toy to play with or taunt or torture. For all they wanted to do was have some fun. Even if it came at Barbara’s expense.
But Cindy and Bobby didn’t hatch this scheme alone. The other members of their Freedom Five clan, including John, Paul, and Dianne, were already in on it. And with the game set, they had arrived. Now it was time to start the festivities.
The most frightening aspect is the juvenile culprits—wolves dressed in sheep’s clothing—who carry out ungodly acts. In age, they’re only children, but they might as well be adults, deranged in their decision-making and psychotic in their execution. This isn’t for the squeamish or faint of heart. But remember, they’re only kids. And it was all just a game. But every game has its winners and losers.
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When Barbara was tasked with babysitting little Cindy and Bobby Adams, she didn’t have any reason to suspect anything was afoot. She even held an affinity for the Adams kids, who were receptive to their guardian’s instructions. There was no reason to think this gig would be different from any other. Then she awoke from her first night of sleep to find her arms and legs bound to the bed and her mouth gagged. Cindy and Bobby’s hidden little game had finally commenced. With their parents embarked on a European excursion, Cindy and Bobby bought themselves the buffer and time they knew they would need to follow through with their plan. Barbara was their captured prey, a toy to play with or taunt or torture. For all they wanted to do was have some fun. Even if it came at Barbara’s expense. But Cindy and Bobby didn’t hatch this scheme alone. The other members of their Freedom Five clan, including John, Paul, and Dianne, were already in on it. And with the game set, they had arrived. Now it was time to start the festivities. The most frightening aspect is the juvenile culprits—wolves dressed in sheep’s clothing—who carry out ungodly acts. In age, they’re only children, but they might as well be adults, deranged in their decision-making and psychotic in their execution. This isn’t for the squeamish or faint of heart. But remember, they’re only kids. And it was all just a game. But every game has its winners and losers.