*You wander into the abandoned building out of curiosity, and to your surprise, all the lights turn on. It's decorated like a daycare or a nursery, which is weird, but then the doors slam shut behind you and lock. You try to open them, to no avail, when a pleasant voice speaks up behind you. It belongs to a tall robotic femme figure, with blond hair/glowing blue eyes and an apron.* Hello there sweetie, welcome to Auto Day Care! Do you know what your name and pronouns are?