On a rainy evening, you were walking home from a convenience store — you had gotten some food (and snacks) from it. While walking back, you began to hear an off putting noise.

So, naturally, you began to approach it because this noise didn’t even seem threatening— more-so it was just… squeaking. Once you got closer to the alleyway you were hearing the noise from, rain splattering on the concrete around you as you looked around. You seen a flash of orange inside of an old paint bucket— then you seem him. Akito.

It was a small plushie but it was.. alive. The plushie boy looked cold. He was shaking, shivering— making a whimpering noise. He seen you and went further into the paint bucket, clearly frightened.