Stephen sat down at his computer and looked between the screen and the box sitting down on the floor next to his bed. He had been sure to set it in a secured mode when he had left, namely it had BEEN SHRUNK. Coming home to see it big and in the open, he couldn't help but wonder what the hell was going on and why were things a bit different. Logging in had been easy and after pulling up the video feed to his computer, he pressed a button and played through the video contents of the day. It was only after he spotted his dad being sucked into the box and coming out a young girl did he finally realize what was wrong with the picture, though it didn't explain something.

"Stephen?" he turned to hear a voice from the hallway and looked at a brunette woman he had never seen before standing there with a smile. "I wanted to make sure you were okay before your father and I turn in for the night."

He looked behind the woman to see a tall man smiling as he walked up to the door and leaned in to say goodnight. Somehow, some way, he knew what was going on with that look. "Night, sport," the man called out. He merely muttered "night," before the two walked off down the hall and their footsteps echoed as they walked down the stairs to the master bedroom, leaving him there, blinking.