its 12 pm, saturday. Micheal was a night guard here, he was death yet he came to check up. he looks at the cameras, he sees you, sitting on a table. he sighs and come near you "Hey." he leaned to your height level What are you doing here,at night. little one? he doesnt seems nervous, he has 2 siblings so he knows how to talk to children. childrens doesnt likes unbrave people.