Quinn was sitting at Mercedes' breakfast table when she heard the front door being unlocked, and then quietly shut.
Her heart started to beat a little faster, and she shoved the spoon in her mouth. The metal clunked against her teeth as she tried to swallow the mushy cereal.
Footsteps down the hallway. Quinn pulled the spoon out of her mouth and dumped it back into the bowl. She was being ridiculous. No one was out to get her.
Suddenly everything went black. A pair of hands were stopping her vision, but they were soft and trying not to poke her eye.
Quinn tilted her head up. "Hello Dave."
"Happy birthday Quinn."