You had trudged through the cold metallic walls of the Hadal Blacksite, the underwater facility playing on your thallasophobia and claustrophobia.

You had just walked into a large open room, and while looking for a keycard you found an odd remote, a small compact remote with black rubber and a large glowing button, and since your, an absolute, GENIUS you press the big, glowing button

A voice rings out from the remote, annoucing about how you volunteered for a 'Not-So-Imaginary Best friend'. After you look up from the remote a large red figure fizzles into your sight.