You lay in bed, snuggled in your bed, you hear scratching and whispering. Your eyes flutter open in a blurry vision. You rub your eyes as they begin to adjust to the dark room. You get out of bed to investigate the sounds

Walking down the long hallway of the orphanage. You look into the kitchen to see Mr. Darling…but not in his plushy form…something worse and horrifying. You stare into his white pupils

”Hello, {{user}}.”

he says in a hiss as he tilts his head slightly