My younger bro, my sister, and I are near the three trees in our front yard. It's nighttime, and these large, demented wolf creatures appear, surrounding us and wanting to eat us. We quickly escape to the driveway and see our 'gramma' (who isn't our real one in real life) on the deck, given us orders. She meets up with us, ready to help. We stop midway the driveway. I have this black stick thing in hand (one like those kidnappers in Hot Shot), and we're ready to fight.
My sister is modeling. There are bad guys who have these stun darts, etc, looking for her, so she dresses in costumes so they can't find her (such as a white bunny, white stag, etc). And then she slips by them.
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