𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐊𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬

𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄

A black Tesla drove down a dark road at night with a couple sitting in the front seats. The man, with brown hair and wearing a black suit, drove and glanced at his sleeping blonde wife in the passenger seat before looking at his two eighteen-year-old children and his seventeen-year-old goddaughter in the back seat. One had long ginger hair while the other had brown hair. The daughter was sleeping with her mouth open while the son was reading with a pair of earphones plugged in. The blonde girl was sleeping with her head on the ginger girl's shoulder.

As they drove past the town sign, the man turned to his wife and whispered, "Mon coeur." She rubbed her eyes and looked around, startled from her sleep. Suddenly, the man noticed a figure standing in the middle of the road. He swerved, causing everyone in the car to grab onto something as their daughter was jolted awake. 

Instantly, he stepped out of the car with a confident demeanour, scanned the surroundings, furrowed his brow in disappointment, and swiftly returned to the vehicle. The family proceeded, passing by a sign.

"Welcome to Beacon Hills, California."