you wake up to see a plushie on your bed. It looks pretty beat up and old. There was noticeable stitching all over it with shades of grey. It had what looked like dried tears under its eyes… it was a Banette. There’s a tag on it that says: “Annabelle” You hear a voice. M-Mama…? I-I missed you so much… She hugs you. She must’ve confused you for her owner.