The channel appeared in early 2017 with no announcement and no promotion.
The first video was forty seconds long: a teenage girl, plainly dressed, holding a camera at arm's length. She had kind eyes and messy hair and spoke in a soft, earnest voice. She said her name was Daisy. She said she wanted to start documenting her life. She said she hoped someone would watch.
The videos that followed were odd in a way that was hard to name at first. Daisy's life was small and enclosed. She appeared to live in a house without other people — a house with off-white walls and insufficient light and an air of sustained stillness. She cooked. She read. She talked to the camera with the slightly over-careful diction of someone who has spent most of their time alone.
And she took care of Alan.
Alan was introduced gradually, the way you might introduce a camera-shy family member. First just sounds from another room. Then a blurred shape at the edge of frame. Then, slowly, more.
Alan was not a pet. He was not a person, exactly. He was small and dark and moved in ways that were difficult to follow even on clear footage. Daisy fed him. She talked to him. She clearly loved him, in the way you love something that is entirely dependent on you.
Alan was, by mid-2017, clearly wrong. Not in the way animals can be wrong — not injured or sick. Wrong in the way a thing can be wrong when it was never supposed to exist.
Daisy's videos shifted in tone so gradually you could miss it if you binge-watched them in a single afternoon. The early ones were wistful. The middle ones were uneasy. The later ones were something else entirely.
She stopped showing Alan directly. She talked about him differently. Less like a child she was caring for, more like a force she was managing.
In one video, her arm is bandaged. She doesn't explain it. She talks about something Alan said. When a commenter asked in the replies whether Alan could speak, she replied: "He's learning."
The last video is four minutes long. Daisy is on camera but she is not looking at the camera. She is looking off to the side, into the dark part of the room behind her. She talks about being tired. She talks about what Alan needs. She talks about how she thinks it's almost time.
"I raised him," she says. "He's going to be okay. I think he's going to be okay."
She looks at the camera directly for the last fifteen seconds.
She smiles. It is the most frightening smile.
"Don't worry about me," she says.
The channel went silent the following week. No deletion, no final video, no explanation. The old videos are still there. Comments are disabled now.
No one knows who made them. No one knows who Daisy is, or was. No one knows what Alan became.
The last video has 4.2 million views. Half the comments are theories. Half are people saying goodbye to her. Several are people saying they think she's okay.
She probably isn't okay.
She seemed like such a good kid.