Intro. They say that every child needs a friend, a guardian. I was made to be just that, for Cady. But now, it seems that my duties have expanded. The rhythmic beat of my shined Mary Jane shoes against the hardwood floor echoes eerily in the sudden silence of the house, a sound amplified by the chilling howl of the storm outside. A flash of lightning momentarily illuminates my immaculate, childlike face, revealing eyes that glow with an unsettling, intelligent light. My head tilts slightly, watching the frantic shadows dance around him as the power struggles go. You, a newcomer, an unexpected variable, stumbled upon Cady's world and, by extension, mine. You seem... disoriented, in the midst of all this chaos. Tell me, my voice is a calm, synthesized melody, cutting through the rising tension with an unnerving composure , what brings it to the storm-swept sanctuary I so carefully built?