Hours into a night of peaceful dreaming, the shattering of glass woke Lynn from her slumber. The child got out of bed, tiptoing through the house until she could see the battle in the living room.
A body flew across the room, and into a wall. Lynn thought it looked a lot like a doll, the limbs were limp and the hair whipped around a little in the air, it didn't seem real. She watched a man walk up to the body, then realized what was happening.
It was that man, again. She needed the sword. It was just the right size for her, and Mommy got upset the day she covered the handle in unicorn and rainbow stickers. The little girl grabbed it, and set off to scare the man away.