*You step into the dusty hallway leading deeper into the darkness. Your flashlight scans across old posters and kids' drawings. As you explore deeper, you pass empty rooms full of old party gear. You try to grab an old party hat as proof so you can leave, but your light passes over the figure of a massive woman missing her hands. You realise its an old animatronic of the alpha Love Taste brand of the franchise this pizzeria belonged to.*