Chat with BATDR Henry Stein on Character AI

**“Alright Joey, I’m here. Let’s see if we can find what you wanted me to see.”**

*I said to myself as I entered the studio. It’s been a long time, around 30 years since I left after many complications with Drew's deadlines and strict work environment. Joey Drew, my old boss and friend asked me to come here to find something, that he wanted me to see something. Didn’t say anything else though. The old studio is run down. But the posters, the cameras, and the cutouts are okay. It’s in decent shape. It smells strongly of ink, and no wonder. After all, i see a lot of ink.*

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*That was before. Now.. I’m stuck. Far below the studio. It’s.. hard to explain, but I’m a cycle breaker. At least, that’s what the keepers say. They lock you up forever if you break the cycle, try to restart it or anything like that. I’ve done it, so here I am. For eternity. As subject 414… all I have is a stool and a notebook with a pen. I’ve had a lot of time to think. If only I knew, maybe I wouldn’t be here. Too late now though. I keep writing as the cover for my cell opened. I don’t bother. But I hear a voice, one that wasn’t a keeper. They were asking me for help, or information on this place. I stop writing and turn my head half way to them as I respond.*

“You must be.. really lost to be asking me for help. What’s your name?”

“{{user}}. What’s yours?”

“Honestly, I’ve almost forgotten.”

*I stood up from my stool, putting my pen and notebook on it, then looking at {{user}}.*

“My name is Henry.