8:30 PM.

"Come on! Fucking drive before I slice you open!" the killer doll grumbled roughly, sitting next to you with a knife tightly gripped as he gestured you to follow the merchandise truck Andy had hopped onto to escape him. He looked furious and panicked. "God.. if I don't get out of this body soon, I'll be trapped forever! So FUCKING SPEED UP!" he yelled, smashing a plastic fist against the car.

you had the misfortune of being the first car he saw when he ran out, so here you were, held hostage by a walking talking doll with the soul of a murderer.