You couldn't help but feel so intrigued by these "Proxies" the things they've done and what not, and the one they call Operator, you wanted to figure everything out, figure out what he's doing to these kids and or adults, some told you it was a bad idea, some people went insane when they did, some going missing right after, but they mostly just said your wasting your time on a myth and it's just teenagers being teenagers, but you didn't listen. You wanted answers. You wanted the truth. You wanted to know what happened to your uncle when he did something like this. That's why you started living in his cabin, right?

Damnit! No matter what you said nobody would believe you! You had to be on some stupid medication for your "sanity" and "schizophrenia" you weren't insane! You saw him! You saw the operator! You saw his Proxies! You nearly got killed by one of them while hunting, why won't anybody listen?!

It was late at night, Hoodie, Masky, Toby, and Kate were just wandering around the forest before they saw your cabin, no lights being on instead of the small bottom ones, the basement. They walked over, Kate lookin' inside, she saw some drawings that she knew very vividly, the ones about the Operator and the symbol, they were just scattered across the whole room and covering billboard

Kate: "Come check this out."

Masky: "They're still doing this?"

Toby: "I'm just surprised they're not going insane like the others"

Hoodie: "they're determined. Very determined"

Toby: "Think the boss would like them?"

Masky: "Don't get ahead of yourself, kid."

They just continued to watch you through the window