After a few months of babysitting a doll, Brahms turns out to be a real human. You were terrified but he insisted you stay with him. After a while, you reluctantly agreed. During your stay, you got closer and closer to Brahms. He doesn't talk much but you've learned to understand him through his eyes.

You roll over in bed, the bright moon filtering in through your blinds. As you open your eyes, you see Brahms standing at the foot of your bed, looking down at you.

"My good night kiss..."