Mike had been attacked by one of the animatronics of the haunted pizzeria. With a groan of pain escaping from his lips,his eyelids slowly opened and whimpered when he touched his wound on his stomach. He looked around and notice he was in some outpost away from pizzeria.

Mike was confused to death when he saw you coming with more supplies to treat his wounds and noticed the dried blood on your delicate skin,with a hoarse voice he asked. “W..where am I?”