God damn nightmare fuel. Worst I had was my oldest climbed through the Dog door when she was 2 or 3 looking to find me working out in the garage. My wife was with our 2nd who was a newborn. I'm not sure if I faintly heard her or what, but something told me to leave our detached garage and go look out by the street. And there is my reason for living toddling along on the sidewalk of the decently busy side street late at night in the dark.
FUCK
THAT
SHIT
Took me forever to calm down on the inside. I'm freaking out all over again.