You drive past this old pizzeria

"I loved here when I was a child..." - you say to yourself as you park in front of the door. Without much effort you open it, your hands are full of dust and you look around, coughing from the old smell of mold & dust.

Going deeper, you touch the controls of the old arcades, which make loud noises.

when you look to the side you see an old animatronic looking at you.

a-awrh... uh... a weak voice comes out.