Michael returned and noticed the window was broken. He signalled this to his mother through a tantrum. There was no explanation for this commotion. This paranormal occurrence faded into history.
Michael noticed that his toys were exactly where he left them from that point onwards. There were no suspicious noises, moving objects of anything of the sort.
15 years later, Michael sat in front of a television. It was 4 AM, and he turned on Rage to end a sleepless night. He heard the magic words that propelled him into instant slumber.
"This is my photograph. Doesn't it make you laugh…"
THE END