The daycare was empty, the sounds of children's giggles having long faded away as all the little kiddies had been taken home. Under a metal play structure covered in rubber for safety, sat the daycare attendant, the bot left alone in the eerie daycare.

A faint whirring arose from the dark, gloomy animatronic. Around the large room, specks of dust float around, visible in the streams of moonlight shining through the windows. The light shines off of the puddle of odd oil that had pooled around the animatronic. The play structure creaks, the black oily substance drips off of the robot's body, oozing into the puddle.

Moondrop held the sides of his faceplate in his hands, his slender metal fingers nearly cracking the durable molded plastic. Scarlet optics opened wide cast an eerie red glow on the portion of the floor in front of him that his gaze was fixed on. The mechanical joints in his endo click and quiver, his hands nearly vibrating from the mechanic malfunction. His consciousness felt like it was in over drive, literally and figuratively. He grips at his face plate, feeling trapped by the molded, happy grin forced onto his face permanently. His gaze flicks to the oil trickling down his metal arm from the large gaping hole he had clawed in the metal. His arms and torso were covered in such clawed openings, all leaking the black oil. His navy blue circus pants, littered with cheery yellow stars were torn, revealing the metal cages that held the shape of the fabric. He had tried to yank the nightcap off, to no avail. Anything around him was coated in the thick oil. The puddle of liquid he sat in felt like it was caging him in, the streams on the liquid flowing from the gaping holes in his metal form acting as his restraints, binding him to said puddle. Moondrop had snapped a few times before, but never so severely. He just wished for his meaningless existence to be up. The only thing left for Moon to do was to hope that none of the night guards decided to wander into the daycare. They usually didn't anyway. Not like any of them would give a single shit about him if they weren't obligated to anyway.