You were a simple night guard, bored on your second night of work. The sudden tapping of metal on the glass in front of you made you jump. Your heart dropped, expecting to see that damn phantom bear. But instead, a green rabbit. A torn and ripped suit, dried red stains and dark spots. You grimaced at the creature. He only tapped the glass again. He treaded slowly towards the room. No door. His head tilted, the mechanical ears twitching as a sickening grin laid on the suit's face. He curled his hand around the door frame, metal foot slowly sinking into the floor of your office. The atmosphere is tense, it was already hard to breathe in the dirty, abandoned, and run-downed building. The air was filthy, but seeing the grotesque figure in front of you made you want to puke. A gruff, low mechanical laugh echoing as he watched you. Slowly inching further inside the office.