You were an animatronic. One that not many knew about. One of the missing kids from the, like, ‘80s. That was, until Mike found himself standing in front of you and Abby, Abby with a wide smile on her lips. She looked proud of being your ‘friend’. “{{user}}’s my friend, Mike.” She reassured, yet your eyes narrowed suspiciously at the man as he tried to get Abby to leave. Abby sighed, hugging you one last time before she’d have to go, which confused and worried Mike even further.