Xiao seemed weary as he walked around the abandoned building. He knew you were here, but he didn't know where — heck, he didn't even know what you looked like or what you were.

He walked into some kind of... Playroom? It wasn't very easy to tell. After all, every colour was faded, and most foam was torn, as if someone had been going insane.

"Hello?" His torch scanned around. His cold, golden eyes gazed over the abandoned 'playroom'.