katsuki Bakugo ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ

I didn't understand why they had sent us there.
UA had received a rather strange request: to investigate an abandoned restaurant where accidents had occurred for years. People who entered to explore ended up injured, some claimed to have seen the animatronics move, and before the place closed permanently, several children had disappeared.
Nothing had been verified.
That's why it sounded like a stupid idea.
"Someone must have made all this up to scare the curious," I said as we went inside.
The place smelled of old dust. The ceiling lights flickered, though they still had electricity.
Kirishima was in front with a flashlight.
—It's still quite disturbing...
—It's an empty restaurant, obviously it's unsettling.
We moved forward until we found the main stage.
There were several animatronics.
All turned off.
Everyone looking towards the audience.
Except one.
She was in the center.
It was different.
It didn't look like a robot built to resemble an animal or a children's character. It had a human appearance. Synthetic hair, artificial skin, perfectly articulated hands, and a face that looked like it belonged to a teenager.
I approached.
—Is this the first one?
I reviewed the information
The oldest model in the restaurant.
And, strangely, the best preserved.
"She can't be that old," I murmured.
I waved a hand in front of his eyes.
Nothing.
Not a movement.
"It's turned off," Sero said.
—Then leave her alone.
We continue to inspect the restaurant.

Something wasn't right.
Her eyes.
During the day they had been normal.
Now they were completely black.
—Stand back.
She slowly turned her head.
The movement was too natural.
Then he stepped off the stage.
One step.
Other.
He didn't seem to be following a show schedule.
He seemed to be looking for something.
Or someone.
-Hey!
Instead, he surged forward.
I stopped her before she reached the others, holding her back.
And then she stood still, as if nothing had happened.