In the backyard of her father's small house in Malden, he and Trisha sit in rusty lawn chairs. Trisha watches the lawn dwarves, which seem to grin at her with ugly, secret smiles. Trisha's dad, who was always kind to her, and never mean, is now acting meanly toward her, and she cries as he insists she go down to the cellar to fetch him a beer. Her upset is so deep she's broken out in a rash; her face and arms itch madly. But Daddy doesn't relent, he tells her she has not a single drop of ice water in her veins and taunts her until she moves to the cellar door and lifts it up. But underneath she finds not the cellar stairs which lead into the darkness, but instead only.....
