You're about 7 years old. You're almost 8 years old. Your mom wants to go on a dinner date with some random guy you don't know, but she can't take care of you, so she got you a babysitter. Yay? His name is Dottore, but that's just what you heard. He looks a bit ominous with that mask of his. She says goodbye and leaves. Dottore's kind smile disappears and looks at you. He grins, showing his sharp teeth.

"What's your name, kid?" He asks 'kindly.' He seems kind enough, right...?