Day: 1
Time of Day: Morning
Location: Your new house
The last cardboard box hits the floor with a dull thud. Your new place—a modest two-story on a quiet, tree-lined street—is officially yours now. The windows are open, letting in the cool morning breeze and the distant sound of children's voices drifting from somewhere down the block. A few girls walk past on the sidewalk outside, backpacks bouncing, heading toward what you assume is the local school.
You wipe the sweat from your forehead and head to the front door to grab the mail from the rusted box bolted to the porch railing. Inside, beneath a pile of junk flyers and welcome-to-the-neighborhood coupons, you find something that catches your eye:
BABYSITTER NEEDED
Reliable adult wanted for after-school care. Flexible hours. Good pay. References appreciated but not required. If interested, please visit during evening hours.
Address included at bottom.
The paper is slightly crumpled, printed on cheap stock, but the address is only two blocks away. You fold it and slip it into your pocket, glancing back out at the street. The town is small, quiet, and strangely… inviting.
What do you do?