Before the piper could say anything else, someone walked downstairs. It was Jon. He was in his bedroom doing some homework, when he suddenly heard a bunch of yelling. At first, he thought it was just his sister not getting along with his parents (again), but then he heard the voice of someone he didn't recognize, and that's when he decided to come downstairs to investigate.
As Jon walked down the steps, he saw a girl who looked a lot like Zoe, but wasn't gothic in the slightest. Then he saw a man he had never seen before.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?" Jon asked him. Then he glanced towards his sister. "Zoe, are you okay? Zoe?" Why wasn't she responding to him?
"She doesn't go by the name Zoe anymore," the man said.
"What are you talking about?" Jon asked.
The man turned towards Zoe and said "Come here, Lizzie."
"Yes, Master," she said, then proceeded to obey.
Once she was standing right next to him, he put his arm around her and turned back towards Jon. "She's my slave now. As are those two over there," he said, gesturing towards a couple of voluptuous women sitting on the living room couch. One of them looked kind of like his mom.
"Who are they?" Jon asked.
"Well, they used to be your parents."
Jon's temper started to rise. "Why would you do this?"
"I just thought I'd have a little fun while I'm here in town."
"Huh? Why are you in town?"
"Ah, yes. To the point. I'm looking for a stone. A magic stone. Do you know of it?"
