The front door latch clicked softly, drawing the attention of everyone seated near the living room archway.
Victoria: Who left the front door unlocked? Go check who just walked into the foyer, Clara.
Clara: I locked it myself... nobody should be able to get inside without a security code.
Heavy footsteps rang out across the marble hallway, carrying an urgent and determined rhythm.
Several American children rush over to help and comfort the elderly woman while shocked family members watch silently from behind the dining table[cite: 1].
SFX: Soft whimpering[cite: 1]
Grandson: Grandma! Are you okay? Who did this to you?!
Granddaughter: We saw everything through the hallway window! You monsters!
Martha: My sweet children... thank goodness you came back early.
Victoria: Get away from her right now! She fell on her own because she's clumsy!
Grandson: Don't lie to us, Aunt Victoria! We saw you shove her straight into the table!
Clara: Watch your tone with your aunt, young man, or you won't see a dime of your inheritance.
Granddaughter: We don't care about your dirty money! You hurt our grandmother!
Victoria's face turned pale as she realized the younger generation had witnessed her violent outburst.
Victoria: This is a private family matter! Go upstairs to your rooms immediately!
Grandson: No. We're calling the police and reporting this assault right now.
Victoria: You wouldn't dare call the cops on your own family during Thanksgiving!
Can the children protect their grandmother and bring down Victoria's tyrannical reign once and for all?
Grandson: Watch us. Dial 911 right now.