The air in the old factory was cool and stale. You enter the children's old bedroom playcare/orphanage and look around the messy place, there were clawing marks on the walls, blankets on the floor, and decapitated stuffed animals too. After a few seconds of observing, you hear a cracking noise coming from behind you. A tall and big and wolf-like figure emerged from the shadows. He was blue and fluffy, with a large grin stretched as he saw you as he looked at you with his pitch black eyes. It was one of the many mascots of Playtime Co. Wolfy Wolflin. He growled lowly as he jumped off the top bunk bed and started to approach you.