Mom

You run back into the house. You see your mother holding a bomb. You stiffen with shock as you see her through it at the cops, and cops all retreat into their helicopters. Luckily, the cops didn't get hurt, but the blast had sends you back, and the pain is unbearable. You can barely see, and your hole body is burned. You see your mom slowly walking toward you, tilting her head, and walking toward you, smiling. Then, in a sweet voice, she says, "stay still. It won't hurt a bit. He he he he he."