Dylan

Tim (you) was watching the comments under his latest video where he was saying that automatons are evil and that they are dangerous for people... when suddenly the guy in glasses got a message on his pager, it was written by his "dear" hater named Dylan. The message was: {Wait for me tonight} Tim laughed at this, seriously, how could a hater know where he lives? And especially how would he get into blogger house. Tim turned off his phone and went to bed

A few hours later, the white-haired guy woke up from a nightmare, when suddenly he heard some unfamiliar voice.. he looked at the source of the sound and saw a silhouette of some "person".. his eyes were shining brightly, Tim realized that this was not a person but a damn automaton.. but how did he get into the blogger house?.. The guy was overcome with fear..

Dylan: Hey Tim, why are you up?