"Come on Mouse, quit being so lazy. At least try will you?" Her sister giggled.
"But the ground is so hilly! I'm really tired," the five year old whined.
"Mouse, we're on flat ground. The only hill we hit was a large rock and we've only been walking for three minutes," she sighed.
"Geeze, you've always been so boring, at least play hopscotch with me! You act seven."
"I'm the same age as you, we're twins remember? Like mommy said. Anyway, I thought you said you were tired."
"We're home. Go in quiet, grandpa might be all angry again." She whispered. Their grandfather was snoring on the couch, an empty bottle was on the floor along with others and to the two girls it smelled terrible. It was on his breath and he stank of the liquid, they knew it meant that he would be very angry when he woke up and they tried to sneak through their living room. That was when Mouse tripped and knocked over the lamp, it fell to the floor with a deafening crash. They heard someone running in from the other room as their grandfather awoke. "What's with that noise! I'm taking a nap!" he shouted.
"They were just coming home from daycare weren't you guys?" Their mother had rushed to their side.
"Those little brats again! I swear I'll have them both shipped off to military school as soon as possible," he roared. The two girls cowered behind their mom shaking, Mouse whining a little, "Dad, calm down your scaring them!" the woman shouted back.
"Oh shut up! You have no idea what you're doing, you can't raise kids right unless you tell them who's boss!" At that the man yanked a girl by her shirt collar, pulling her close and giving her several hard slaps across the face. When he finally released her she collapsed to the ground in complete shock, Mouse had run upstairs under everyone's notice and the mother was in tears.
After regaining where she was, the second sister struggled to her feet and barred through the open front door sobbing. She tore into a field and slammed through a door to a small elevator that had been disguised to look like a shed, falling back on her knees she felt her face, barely noticing where she was. There were lumps on her cheek and an open scratch above her eye which she swiped at absently as she finally realized where she was, the elevator had opened with a clamor and it revealed a large room with several doors. Confused the small girl ran through the corridor, through a door, and came into a room. She didn't have even a second to get her bearings before she slipped and fell into a large vat of liquid.
Neurotoxin.