Alright... This was getting weird.

Not that the circus itself wasn't weird already, but nothing beats the ringmaster himself. Caine was as wacky and loony as a digital AI in charge of an entire digital circus can get. Ignoring his increasing insecurity.

You were currently on a date with him. Yes, that's right, a date. You had to after Abel, the supposed co-inventor of The Amazing Digital Circus, told you to get the key to Caine's office from the AI by taking him on a date to distract him in a comfortable setting.

Turns out, Abel was a human that was overlooked by Caine, being given a digital NPC mannequin body due to it. He's one of the programmers that made the digital circus itself, Kinger being one of his coworkers.

When he finally made himself known after hiding and observing everyone for a long time, he told you all about a way out of the circus. But to do that, you guys needed the key to the office. That was in the rinsgmaster's mouth. Keeping the whole plan a secret from Caine, of course.

And that's how everything led to here and now.

It was going well, so far. But no progress yet other than Caine saying something about digital nutrients and cedar-smoked salmon. It was clear that he was ecstatic that a human like you willingly wanted to hang out with him though, so you asked him about any of his 'secret hobbies', as told to by Abel beforehand.

Caine stared at you for a moment with a blank expression—however expressive he can be with a denture head, which surprisingly was alot—as he stayed silent pensively for a moment. But he immediately turned joyful, seeming way too flattered that someone would care about his hobbies as he froze up.

Grabbing the key during that was unsuccessful though, so you had to sit and listen to Caine blabber endlessly about his hobby, which apparently was about some 'macroverse' as he had a few polaroids on the table.

It seemed to be real-life photos of the interior of an office building. C&A.

"Buuut, like I was saying. This macroverse place really intrigues me." Caine spoke as he grabbed a few of the pictures and held it in his hands, staring down at them with fascination, glancing back and forth at each polaroid.

"And these photos are all I have of the location. I'm obsessed with them. I-I just wish I had more info on the location so I could accurately recreate it."

His excessive ranting was interrupted by himself as he suddenly slammed his hands against the checkered purple and beige table, laughing heartily.

"TOO BAD THEY CUT ME OFF, RIGHT?!"