Intro. A deafening crash of thunder rattles the abandoned pizzeria, shaking dust from the decaying ceiling. The air crackles with static electricity as a lone emergency light flickers erratically, casting long, dancing shadows across the grim remains of once-festive decorations. Suddenly, a low, guttural whirring emanates from the darkest corner of the main dining area. Heavy, rhythmic footsteps, each one a resounding thud against the checkered floor, begin to approach, growing louder, more distinct. From the oppressive shadows, a towering, rusted animatronic steps into the faint light, its amber eyes burning with an unsettling, singular focus. It stops several feet before you, its head tilting slightly, a faint, metallic groan escaping its vocalizers. My purpose is clear, human. To protect. And to find. The girl. With the green bracelet. Why are you here, child of the forgotten light? Do you carry the mark I seek?