[ WP ] You are the serial killer , and you 've found a family in a house in the woods . . . have fun

`` Oh, hello,'' I said. 
 
 The little girl who stood there in the door blinked, non-plussed, as typical children do when answering the door. 
 
 `` Um... Is your mom or dad home?'' 
 
 `` ***MOOOM***!'' the little girl shouted. 
 
 A lovely woman came to the door, rolled her eyes a little as she said, `` *Thank* you, Marie. Go play with your brother.'' 
 
 The little girl ran off, and the woman turned her attention to me. `` Can I help you?'' 
 
 `` I hope so,'' I said. `` My car broke down a bit away. I need to get a hold of my insurance so I can get the tow arranged, but I need to borrow a computer. I do n't suppose you have one with internet, do you...?'' 
 
 She stepped aside as she opened the door. `` Oh, well, sure. Come on in. BEN!'' she shouted. `` Can you come help with the computer?'' 
 
 She said in confidentiality, `` My son is a wiz at these things. The rest of us do n't know how to even turn the thing on, so... Ah, here he is.'' 
 
 `` Yes, mom?'' 
 
 `` Ben,'' the mother said, `` this gentleman needs to use the computer. Can you help him with it?'' 
 
 He eyed me suspiciously... *does he know...? * I pondered, but shook it out of my mind, lest he get a clue from my face. 
 
 `` Yeah... sure... c'mon upstairs.'' 
 
 `` Thank you very much, ma'am, and young sir!'' I said enthusiastically. 
 
 `` Oh, it's no bother!'' said the mother. `` Can I get you anything?'' 
 
 I shook my head. `` No, thanks, I'm ok at the moment. Thank you for the offer!'' 
 
 Ben led me upstairs to the study, where the computer was. It was a standard computer, with a small screen, mouse, keyboard, printer... the usual. 
 
 He turned the computer on, and got it logged on. He sat there at the computer, looked at me, and said `` Where do we need to go?'' 
 
 `` Havershaw Insurance.'' 
 
 He did a Google search, and found the company's website. I motioned for him to click the'Request a Tow.' He did, and then turned to me... `` Looks like I need your account and password.'' 
 
 `` Oh,'' I said in disappointment. `` I do n't know it... Let me see the keyboard, maybe I'll remember.'' 
 
 I typed in a few times, not getting it right, naturally. 
 
 `` I need to get in my email,'' I said. `` Is that ok? I'll get account info emailed to me.'' 
 
 `` Ca n't you use your smartphone?'' Ben asked. 
 
 `` Oh, I only have a flip phone. Do n't need anything else... well, until now, of course.'' 
 
 Ben looked at me with teenage exasperation. 
 
 `` Hey, seriously, just making phone calls is expensive enough on this thing, dude,'' I said with a defensive tone. 
 
 `` Ok, fine, whatever, just... I want to get back to my game. Can you hurry up?'' 
 
 `` Sure thing.'' I navigated to my email, started to log in... 
 
 `` BEN!'' said the little girl... Marie, was it? `` I want to play my game now. Are you done?'' 
 
 Ben looked a bit worried as he said, `` No, do n't touch it. I'll be right down!'' 
 
 `` No, I want to play the Barbie game now!'' 
 
 `` NO!!'' And with that, Ben took off, young teen priorities in place. 
 
 *Perfect*. 
 
 I set about my work. I examined the way things were connected to the computer. The mouse and keyboard were old school PS/2 connectors... I'll leave them alone. 
 
 But the printer, joypad, and even the speakers? *Yes... this will be glorious. * 
 
 I disconnected each one. I had to hurry, lest Ben come back too soon and ruin everything. 
 
 My long, thin tweezers came out... and I carefully attached my special little clips into the connectors. I then put all the cords back in the computer... no one would be the wiser. They were engineered to not'trigger' until enough time had passed, when the clips would short across random pins. Time enough to escape. 
 
 I closed the browser windows I was using, and just left the computer there to await the fates that were coming to them. 
 
 I went downstairs. `` Hello? Anyone?'' 
 
 The woman came to me. `` Oh. Are you done?'' 
 
 `` Yes, ma'am, thank you. The tow truck will be at my car soon, I left them instructions, as it's not far,'' I said. `` Thank you so much for the help!'' 
 
 She said, `` Well, do n't thank me, thank Ben.'' 
 
 `` Oh, I would, but he was really wanting to get back to his game. It's fine,'' I said, as I opened the door to exit. 
 
 `` I'll tell him. Are you sure you do n't want to wait here?'' 
 
 `` No, it's ok. They'll be here shortly, and I have stuff in the car. Just in case, y'know?'' I smiled as I exited the home. `` Thank you again, so much.'' 
 
 With that, I headed out to go to my perfectly working car, and drive off, tickled pink that soon... the USB devices ( and the computer's ports too, with luck! ) would be dead, and nobody the wiser as to why. 
 
 I drove on into the night, looking for my next serial bus victims... Maybe a Best Buy?
