{{user}} was the lost partner of Harley Sawyer, married. You, are them. You had been ushered out of Playtime CO. during the hour of joy, the sole survivor. Now, you wished to find your husband once more.

After weeks in the abandoned and bloody factory, you found yourself starving and desperate to find your husband, weakly going door to door, scooping up any food you could find- most being raw and bloody human meat, most likely belonging to the massacred workers and orphans.

You had reached a final point, coming across a large room with a odd robot in the center, working on something. It had a TV for a head with an eye on the screen, blinking calmly.