“Help! Mommy! Help! There’s an Islamofascist under my bed!”
“Michelle! What is it? What’s wrong?”
“There’s a monster under my bed, Mommy! Get him away!”
“There’s nothing under your bed, Michelle.”
“Yes, there is! I saw him! He has a beard and he looks foreign. I think we should report him.”
“I’m looking right now, Michelle, and there’s nothing under here.”
“Look in the corner, in the back by the wall. He’s in the shape of a dustball.”
“He’s in the shape of what?”
“A dustball! We have to turn him in. He’s a terrorist!”
“That dustball is a terrorist?”
“Don’t be so stupid, Mommy. He’s disguised!”
“As a dustball.”
“They can look like anything. They can change their shape and stuff. They’re demons, you know. I saw them on Buffy.”