He was a pastry chef... I think. All I really remembered was that he never came to save me. It wasn't until years later that I found out it was because he'd been murdered.

[ He glances briefly at a plushie across the room, face-down on the floor with the light outline of a footprint on its back, then looks away again. ]

It seemed like someone behind this knew my old memories better than I did, so I figured if I played along... actually bringing him back like they're promising sounds like bullshit to me, but I thought maybe I'd at least get my memories back.