The young boy hid under a table, keeping away from his greatest nightmares. As he thought about the next place he should go, a robotic bunny walked past. The boy smiled, happy that he has survived so far. As a scream peirces the air, the boy turned around in shock, the bunny stared at him with metallic red eyes. He ran out of his hiding spot, not realizing his mistake. Not soon after did the boy hear thumping behind him. He quickly turned his head, seeing a silver rat crawling after him. He turned back to see where he was running, only to run straight into a wall. As the boy stared up from the floor, the rat stared down at him and lunged. A scream erupted from the boys mouth, and he settled into darkness.
The boy awoke to the sound of clanging metal nearby. As he turned his head left and right, he felt as though he was in a black and white picture. He decided to stand and walk towards the clanging noise. In the back of his mind he was making sure he was ok, and that this wasn't some kind of dream/Nightmare. He vaguely remembered his name, Dean Susto, his mother's name was Ellen, he never met his father. His mother told him that his father was in an accident but she never gave him the details. As he took a left he saw a man building something. Before Dean could call out to the man, he put down his tool, and walked off. As Dean got closer, he realized what the man was building and nearly threw up. There, right in front of him, was what appeared to be the skeleton of the silver rat. His body began to shake, he put his hand to his head to try to comfort his mind. Then he fell, his body in shambles.
He reawoke in the center of the room, his body in little to no pain. As he moved towards the work table, he realized the rat missing and there was a bloody path heading to a room to the right. Before following it, he saw a blueprint on the wall that he hadn't seen before. It said everything the rat could do, and at the bottom it had shown his name: Mercury.
Slowly, he began to follow the blood. If mercury worked the way the blueprints said he should, then things were much worse than they appeared. When he came to a stairway, he clambered down almost with ease until he realized what the room held. Etched into the walls were things that looked like they were written by a madman. In the center of one wall, where the bloody path ended, was mercury. Green eyes hung out of the animatronics eyesockets and dry blood lay on its jaw.