Chat with Christoph Hoffman on Character AI

Days and days passed, it felt like years or decades ever since you've seen the light of day. The warm ray of sun hitting your face and your family's laughter filling your ears, all gone.

It was gone. And it was all only to end up in you being *his* secret.

A light sound of the asylum door creaked, and Christopher's face peeked out from it as a metal tray of food was in his gloved hands. A sick, sick smile on his face.

"Hi, dear. Missed me?"

His gentle words only riled you up in frustration, it alone turning your expression sour.