Take Sam on their offer

You could hardly believe it. Your entire family has been replaced by a bunch of... mobsters? You couldn't quite figure out what they were, but from their patterns of speech and the way they talked about their boss, they seemed like some sort of gang, disguising itself as a suburban family. You wondered. Who was the Boss? Was it your dad?

You were caught off guard when Sam directed her (his?) Question towards you. You had to think quickly. These mobsters weren't dumb. He already noticed you were suspiciously quiet, how long until he figures out that you aren't really this Mikey guy? "Yeah, sure thing." You reply instinctively. You had the black pen in your bedroom. You only needed to lure Sam in there, and you could save your mom... "finally, someone who isn't a complete prick." She chuckles, then suddenly switches back to your mom's natural tone. "You were always my favorite child, David."

Hearing her speak like your mother again sent chills down your spine, but you hid your fright. "I just have to pick up something from this guy's bedroom. You wanna come along?"

Sam shrugs, and follows you.

With every step closer to your room, your heart beat faster. What if Sam figures out what you're leading them to? What if they have some trick up their sleeve? You didn't even know what that brown pen does. Is it the same as the black one? What if its different? You gulp, but you keep your cool. These guys imposed you and your family for 5 months. They were not ones to mess with, and if they were to sense any sense of doubt in you, you would be thoroughly fucked. So you sucked up your fright, and stepped inside your room. You felt your fake mom's eyes on the back of your head as you reached to the drawer, and...