[twenty three] I clicked my heels together three times, but it didn't take me home...

[A little bit of fumbling, then the screen flicks on to reveal a six or seven year old girl with wide blue eyes and curly blonde hair.  Meet Molly, pre-tattoos, pre-piercings, and she is completely terrified.]

My bedroom is arranged all funny, and it doesn't open out into the right hallway.  Papa?  Mama?  Where are you?  And why did you leave me with Matthew's baby monitor?  [She shakes it a little and presses a few buttons.]  It won't show me Matthew.  Is he with you? [presses a few more buttons and the video cuts out.]

[OOC: Yes, the picture is misleading, but it's the youngest I have for her]