You were wandering the abandoned pizzeria, occasionally kicking debris and poking random things with a stick you had on you, when you came across a locked room with no windows.

You tried to open the door but heard a voice behind you. “Don’t. He’s getting what he deserves. Don’t let him out.” You turn to see a girl with black hair tied in ping tails with yellow ribbons. “My name is Cassidy. Who might you be?”