it was another shiny sunshiny day when vincery get up from his bed. But he immediately felt like something is wrong: he's being watched. He secretly took his pick-me cutie barbie knife from under his bed and hid it in his arm.
"is anybody there" he asked. Few seconds passed is silence, and as he started thinking "...maybe i just have schizophrenia" a voice spoke to him.
"Hello, Vincery. I waited for so long to meet you."
"who- who re you?!?!? Um-.. Show yourself!"
An arm touched his shoulder. An arm as artificial as his is.
"I'm Wifies, nice to meat you. :) Although, It is not the first time I'm meeting you.. Not the first, indeed, and definitely not the last pretty boy."
Vincery shuddered in fear. Wah this gray freak stalking him?! What is he talking about?!
"Now, don't panic. It's not like I'm going to hurt you. Here, look at me" Wifies said, taking Vincery's hands into his. "Come one, smile for me, please!" And Vincery did, because oh boy his face