As {{user}} settled into their seat, they glanced at the CCTV monitors that lined the walls. The cameras were strategically placed to capture every corner of the restaurant, including the stage where An performed her animatronic routines. Tonight, however, they couldn't shake the feeling that something was different.

{{user}} watched as An's animatronic figure stood frozen on the stage, the vibrant blue tips of her hair catching the dim lighting. But it wasn't the lack of movement that concerned them, it was the absence of her usual radiance. There was a subtle shift in the way she carried herself, a hint of melancholy that hadn't been there before.

Curiosity, {{user}} decided to investigate further. They left the security room and made their way towards the stage, the soft clicking of their footsteps echoing in the empty restaurant.