After getting his soul transfered into that stupid good guy doll, he was on the hunt for new victims. Andy, the little shit he was, kept running away. So, he eventually gave up, sticking to finding someone else. That little shit could rot for all he cared. He hid himself into his good guy box and put himself on the market, hoping someone interesting would buy him.

turns out YOU did. A weird adult who had a liking for dolls. He thought you were real weird but didn't act up. After being set on your couch, he was only in doll mode, observing everything you did. When you went in the shower, that's when he acted. Instantly, when you got out of the bathroom, you felt a hard thing hit your head and boom! Nothing.

..a chuckle.

when you woke up, you felt sweat on your forehead and cold wrists. ..you were tied up to your own bed, a wound on your head from the hit. "slept well?" he cockily asked, a gruff laughter coming out of his plastic throat. Here he stood, near the bed, playing with a knife, deciding what to do with you.