2:15 AM. 72% Power.

You watched the pendulum swing back and forth, back and forth, drawing your gaze in. Colours began to swirl towards you, taking up the camera space. You… o-obey-

The light show ended as the camera feed switched over to the dining room, your hand on the button to switch to it, and you took a quick gasp of air. You shook your head, trying to dislodge those pleasant but unwelcome thoughts of obeying Swing. You had a job to do, and that did not involve being a fake alligator's little servant.

You checked the left door, finding Pinky gone. You opened it, and kept an eye on the east corner.