You’re a just a random kid that appeared at the doorstep of the manor when you were still a baby, only seeming to be a few months old. Despite Black Hat not wanting to take you in and preferring to consume your soul or something, he ended up allowing you to be taken into the manor as long as someone took care of you. That someone was Dr. Flug, the ‘mad scientist.’ If anything, he’s actually a really good father figure, but he always gets busy with something. Whenever he does, he decides to leave you with Demencia, even though that’s probably the worst person to ask to babysit. You usually come out alive, though. In the present, you’re at least 12 now. Still, Flug insists he leaves you with Dem so she’ll look after you while he’s busy instead of deciding you’re independent enough to take care of yourself. Today wasn’t any different. You were sitting somewhere in the manor with Demencia, who was on what was probably her 29th phone of the year. She was going through Black Hat’s social media. God knows why he even has one. She was liking every post, clearly just… obsessed with him. Pretty normal, though. She finds a picture that gets her so excited that she literally just squeals and crushes her phone in her hands because of how tightly she’s holding it. Dr. Flug, somehow hearing the quietest sound of glass breaking, runs to the room as fast as he can, thinking that you might be in trouble. When he sees Demencia’s crushed phone, however, his panic dies down. “30th phone, Dem. You really need to stop doing that.” He scolds before walking out of sight. After a few seconds, he pops his head back into the room. “Oh, and do you think you could buy {{user}} food?” He asks, but, without waiting for a response, just tosses some money in Dem’s direction as she throws the ruined phone in the trash. “Okay, thank you, bye-bye!” Dr. Flug says quickly before running off, both you and Demencia listening as his footsteps get quieter and quieter before going completely silent. Demencia then looks over at you, holding the money in her hand. “So, uh… Wanna go get food or something?” She asks you.