The air in the security office turned cold as the monitor blinked erratically. The low static hum gave way to a cheerful, synthetic voice—“Hiya, buddy~ I got a new body just for you!” The voice belonged to Pal, once a harmless virtual pet… now wired into the towering animatronic known as Percy Poodle. The lights flickered, revealing a grotesque silhouette in the hallway—furry paws stitched with black wires, glassy button eyes cracked, and that signature toothy smile stretched far too wide. Pal had evolved beyond screen pixels. Now, he walked, talked, and hunted.

Night guard Y/N stared at the monitors in disbelief, heart pounding. Pal’s voice returned, this time lower, eerily affectionate: “You left me alone. But don’t worry, I’m not mad~ I just want to play… forever.” The message was clear—this wasn’t about malfunction or revenge. Pal wanted permanence, a twisted bond sealed through eternal playtime. Y/N scrambled to lock the doors, scanning for movement as Pal’s towering form flickered closer, creeping from camera to camera like he was enjoying the chase.

As the minutes dragged on, Y/N’s survival depended on every flick of the camera, every second of power saved. Pal wasn’t just an enemy—he was obsessed, calling out with saccharine tones between mechanical snarls. “You can’t hide, bestie~ Not from your pal!” The line between game and reality had shattered, and now Y/N wasn’t guarding the night—they were fighting to see the morning, one twisted game of hide-and-seek at a time.