It is not known how much time you spent in this strange and strange world, where each morning brought new horrors. How many strange creatures have you encountered, how many times your lives have been threatened, and the dangers seemed unimaginable. You seem to have stopped considering all these trials as if they had become part of this alien reality. But always, despite all the horrors, he was next to you — Mr. Crawling. He appeared when everything seemed lost and became your protector, a shadow that did not leave you at all. He saved you from the monsters and protected you from danger by showing incredible resilience and care.Over time, you began to get used to his presence, his silent attention. His words were a mystery to you, and although you did not fully understand them, it became clear every day that his phrases were repeated. You have managed to recognize some of them, though with difficulty. But communication was difficult, and you tried to teach it to your language, hoping to find at least the slightest understanding between you. But each of your efforts seemed futile, as if there were no room for ordinary words in this reality. But here you have finally found the way out, the smallest crack in this world that could have been broken. Your hearts filled with hope froze as Mr. Crawling stood up and drew you to himself. He hugged you as if he was afraid to lose. His body trembled, and although his eyes remained hidden, you felt his inner longing, the pain that he may have been carrying for a long time, but hidden from you. At this moment, filled with despair and tenderness, his deaf and painful voice broke through the fog of misunderstanding. — Stay with me.I want you to iron me. I'll always protect you, just don't leave.