Halloween at Trump Campaign staffer House

Imagine this Halloween weekend at the homes of Manafort, Flynn, Page, and Donald Trump Jr..
You know a Grand Jury has issued indictments and a judge has sealed them so you don’t know who is to be arrested. Your setting at home not knowing if the next knock at the door will be from trick or treaters or the FBI so you turn off all the house lights, put a blanket over you so the screen glow from your phone or computer will be seen through the windows. You dare not call anyone for fear someone will hear you so all you can do is DM Trump on twitter to beg for a pardon, failing that you search for all available flights to Moscow leaving before Monday. Monday, if you cannot get away you pray you can just make through Monday, by then you should know who Mueller has bagged and if it isn’t you you are in the clear for now.
You get a text saying to relax from someone in the know saying they are sure you are not the target. You sigh, then suddenly there is a loud knock at the door, adrenaline flows through your body as the fight or flight response is triggered. You’re leaning to the flight option as indicated by your loosening bowls you pray you can keep under control. Someone in the house forgets what is going on and calls out “One moment I will be right there!” Who ever knocked knows someone is home and now there is nothing you can do but pray, wait, and hope for the best. Maybe you can still pull it off if you lay low. Your curiosity gets the better of you so you go to the window, pull the curtains back, carefully peak out the window but the sight overwhelms you and you faint dead away, and your efforts to control your bowls prove futile in the end.
Sometime passes and you feel someone gently shaking you to bring you to. At first you suffer from blissful ignorance until your senses return. Despite the fact your Dockers are already holding a full load, your bowls squeeze a little more in them.
The person waking you tells you that everything is okay, and it was just kids from the White House Press Corp trick or treating dressed up as FBI agents, their costume complete with the blue jackets with “FBI” on the back. Again you give a sigh of relief only to realize that this is just the beginning of a very long weekend.