I think we lived in some sort of commune...? Or something...? There were a bunch of people in a big house. At one point, we had to hide in a hidden room in the attic. I'm not sure why. But apparently I decided that I wanted to sneak down to the kitchen and get a snack. When I got there, there was a little girl in a pinafore standing with her back to me.
Me: Uh...hi, there.
Little Girl: *turned around, cocked her head* Did you know that when you drink bleach, you die?
Little Girl: *giggled* All the people in town didn't know that!
Little Boy: *came down the stairs from the attic* Those people up there didn't know that, either.
And then, Leonard Nimoy came staggering down the stairs, looking quite pale. "Kill them! They made us drink bleach!"
And suddenly Nathan Fillion, looking none the worse for wear from the bleach drinking, flew down the stairs and did something that made the evil children disappear, and then we lived happily ever after.