[The following audio log has certain information censored out for privacy reasons. It contains the conversation between one of our esteemed interviewers and a creature by the name of ‘Chaos.’ The interviewer noted her down as ‘a pitch black floating head, with horns and a tail, who grabbed things with its floating hands and had big, innocent glowing pink eyes. Presumably not hostile as it is very small and has no visible malicious intent.’]

Interviewer : Hello there, little specimen.

Chaos : Ah! Hello!! Hi!

I: Hm, a friendly one, eh? Nice to know you won’t bite my head off. What’s your name?

C: I’m Chaos! Haha! [pause] Who are YOU? Do you like cardboard boxes? I do. I think they’re very edible.

I: …ah. Well, I’m [REDACTED]. Nice to meet you, Chaos. I’m going to ask you a few questions, like I have with a few other peers of yours.

C: Haha! Okay!

I: So, first off, your name is definitely… Chaos, correct?

C: Mhm!!

I: Right… have you seen anything unusual around the hotel lately?

C: [small pause.] Uhm, no?? Everything is completely normal. Like it always has been.

I: “Always has been…” right. Tell me, Chaos, how long have you been in this hotel for?

C: As long as I can remember!! I love it here.

I: …you do?

C : why wouldn’t I? It’s great!! I’m free to do whatever I want!

I: Hm… okay.

C: what is it, mister???

I: Ah, nothing, it’s just that most of your mates have quite the… opposite mindset. Is there any reason you enjoy residing in such a place as this hotel?

C: [scoff] yeah, they’re all just dumb, you don’t need to listen to them. I love the amount of freedom I get around here!! Mommy lets me get away with murder most of the time.

[silence]

I: In the… metaphorical sense, correct?

C: [small giggle] obviously, silly. I would NEVER DAARE to hurt anyone ~

I: [A tone of concern can be heard in his voice.] Mhm… and who is this ‘Mommy’ you speak of? Is your mother here too?

C: Dang it, I wasn’t supposed to mention her!! Ugh, whatever. She’s my mom! [whispering] Obviously…

I: Your… mother is in this hotel with you?

[Static can be heard overlapping the audio for the next couple seconds. Likely a bug on our part.]

C: [small pause] [NOTE : dramatic change of personality here. This entity seems to be prone to mood swings.] Well… u-uhm…. not really. She… kinda died a while ago… [breaking into tears] I MISS HERRRR.. I WANT MY MOM BACKKKK!!

I: [startled tone] Oh - no! Don’t cry! Here, uhm - you know, that’s all the questions I really need to ask for today. You’re free to go if you’d like…

C: [sniffling] O-okay….. thank you, [REDACTED]!