Aaron started with his nightly routine, which by now had become almost a ritual. Shower, masturbate, do his homework, masturbate, play Fortnite for about thirty minutes, masturbate. and then he would finish off with the usual popping of pimples, and the usage of about twenty different products that promised to end his acne, none of which actually worked. He then laid down with his headphones on, blasting old school rap, and emo rock, a combination that made no sense, but he had a pretty diverse playlist, that much has to be said.

As he laid down on his bed, relaxing to the soothing beats of Dr. Dre, a text came in. He checked, it was his neighbor Mrs. Sheller. He had done some babysitting for her in the past, she had a son, a five year old boy named Michael. Aaron had the hots for Mrs. Sheller, but then again anything with breasts turned on the young pubescent freak. He didn't know much about them, he had never even met her husband, all he knew is that he traveled out of town a lot, and as far as the mom goes all he knew was her first name: Alice. Little did he know that Alice's maiden name was Applewhite, and that she was the daughter of a cruel foreign dictator. Not that he would have cared anyways, I mean most kids his age wouldn't even know where Benadir was on the map, or where anywhere was on a world map even. 

The text read: "Hey Aaron, it's Alice Sheller, I was wondering if you were available tonight to babysit?"

Aaron waited a few minutes to reply, he didn't want to appear needy, he saw that on a YouTube video about seduction. Then he replied: "Hello Mrs. Sheller, going out tonight?"

He waited for the reply, but she was not answering, then he understood that he was probably crossing boundaries, so he retracted himself by texting: "Yes, I am available if you need me." even though he actually wanted to text: "Send me boob pics."

her text came in to the relieve of the scared babysitter: "Yes please! I know is super short notice, but I really need you tonight!" 

"Sure I'll be there in 30" He said before he sprung up from his bed like spider-man, and rushed to look at himself in the mirror before going out. He was a babysitter, yes, and not embarrassed about it one bit. nobody at school had found out about it which he didn't care if they did anyway. There was nothing wrong with that, guys can do it too, it wasn't the manliest job on the planet, he was aware of that, but there is nothing gay about making money, and babysitters on that side of town were making bank! 

Aaron arrived at the sheller's residence in exactly thirty minutes, he had borrowed his dad's car which was a black Honda Civic, the car his dad had promised him after he finished high school. The Sheller's residence was located inside a gated community, most of the houses were roman villa style, with a hint of that Caribbean-Spanish design. It was a beautifully maintained property, inhabited mostly by retirees, and lawyers. He checked himself out one last time on the window of the car, before approaching the door. But once he turned around, he noticed Mrs. Sheller, was already waiting outside by the door. He looked to the side of the front yard, and noticed the tree at the front still had the Christmas lights dangling all around the branches like vines. He saw that as an opportunity to break the ice.

-"Would you like me to take those down Mrs. Sheller?" -He asked reluctantly, hoping she said no.

-"Oh don't worry about it, my husband said he'll take them down once he gets back."-She assured him.-"Thank you for coming on such a short notice." 

Somehow Alice managed to look beautiful every time he saw her, she always had a way to charm people at first glance, an unspoken charisma, something about her sincere smile perhaps. She was not a tall woman at all, and always managed to look slim and fit, without looking too plain. Maybe her biggest highlight were her deep-blue eyes, which contrasted greatly with her bushy black eyebrows,  which also added cuteness to her face.

-"Going out with friends tonight?" -He dared to ask again.

-"No, just meeting with some relatives." -She replied unenthusiastically. 

-"Do you always... prim up like that to... visit relatives?" -He hesitated to say, as he found himself at a loss for words, and instead of receiving a castigating look from her, she simply open her mouth wide in disbelief, with the hint of a smile behind the grimace. 

-"You are becoming too bold for your own good young man!" -She said playfully as she chuckled.

-"Well... you know, that's me!" -He continued awkwardly.

-"Ok listen, Mike is in bed right now, just check up on him every once in a while, there is food and drinks in the fridge, go ahead and help yourself." -She said with a more serious tone of voice.

-"Oh and one last thing." -She continued. -"If he wakes up, no scary movies like last time!" -She warned him.

-"Don't worry, I... learned my lesson." -He replied.

-"You better! don't be messing with me Aaron, I know Krav Maga." She said jokingly as she tenderly punched him on the arm.

-"What does that mean?!" -He asked as she was leaving.

-"Nothing, it just mean that I can kick your balls up through your mouth!" -She joked with that beautiful playful face she used to make.

-"Ouch!" -He screamed before she got inside her car.

Aaron then entered the house. He was at first blinded by the scintillating light coming from the enormous chandelier that hung low at the living room, there was a big piano there, he wondered who played it, or if it was just for show. After wondering around for a bit, Aaron went to the kitchen, ready for the big assault, which consisted of: Chips, hot dogs, and ice cream. Once the supplies were ready, he went straight for the couch, to watch some TV.

Aaron was having a very relaxing night. He started feeling like he was snoozing off, and started to seriously consider taking a nap on the couch. However he was startled by the sudden switching to static noise on the TV. He thought it was weird, so he just changed the channel, but they were all the same. Suddenly, an unexpected image appear on the screen, it was very out of frame, and the camera was unsteady. Once the image focused, and the blur went away, a disturbing image appeared. It was of a young boy, malnourished, naked, thrown in a dumpster, surrounded by garbage. It wasn't clear if the boy was dead, but he had an expression of his face that showed nothing more than suffering. His lifeless eyes were open, staring at the nothingness, his rib cage visible, he barely had any muscle left, just skin and bone, and his head looked disproportionately big compared to the rest of his starved out body. 

-"What the hell?" -Aaron asked, as some faint and faraway trumpet music played on the background, something that sounded like a foreign anthem played on an old radio. Then the image switched to an even scarier one, it was of a man, a very strange man. He was wearing big goggles, his head was shaved on the sides, but had some purple-dyed tuft of hair on the top. Covering his mouth, he had some sort of weird-looking gas mask, and the parts of his face that were not covered by something, looked scarred, like very bad burns. He was on a very dark background, and the only source of light that illuminated his creepy face, seem to come from the camera, which he was directly staring at.

-"Alice, look at what you have done" -The man on the TV said with an eerily calm tone of voice, as the image switched, to now show some people murdered, laying on a pool of blood, on what seemed to be the streets of a poor town, in some kind of third world country. Then the image of a young girl, laying on the ground, also on a pool of her own blood, gutted, with her organs dangling out through an opening in her stomach.

-"We're coming Alice... Justice is near."