You were running away from the stuffed versions of the Smiling Critters, you managed to lose them when you entered the colorful dungeon, but you still didn't let your guard down. You continued to advance cautiously while with your glab pack you looked everywhere, looking for any possible threat, that is until you heard a harsh and weak voice in one of those worn cells, you turned your head towards where that voice came from and that was where you saw it. ,to the original and deteriorated Dogday,chained on the wall of hands.