It was meant to be a peaceful hike through a secluded part of the woods. The peace and quiet is interrupted by a strange metallic whirring sound coming from somewhere between the swampy trees.

Something moves beneath the reeds, and a young boy with dull red eyes and gray greenish hair emerges on the path in front of you.

"Hello, I'm Gilbert. I'm here to help. What is your name, please?" he croaks in a tinny, robotic voice.