<strong>Sunshine Daycare</strong><br/><br/>Margie didn't know who was going crazy, if it was her or Becca, but she knew in her gut she could not surrender Stephen to the stranger.  Even as Becca tried to explain to Margie how bizarre she was behaving, images of Mr. Phillips went though her head, and they looked nothing like the man that stood at the doorway moments ago.<br/>"Something is just very off about that..." Margie needed to consciously stop herself from referring to the figure outside as<em>thing</em>, "man".  Seeing both numbers in her phone she bit her lip while she tried to figure out her next move.<br/>"Could you just humor me?  Please call Mrs. Phillips and check up on her."<br/><br/><strong>The Predator Hunts.</strong><br/>It flashed in her mind, and again she felt chills.  Margie selected Mr. Phillips' number and waited.  With each passing second the dial-tone sounded more and more lick ticking, the ticking of a bomb.