You, a traumatised human amongst all the desolate critters and broken toys in the factory, were trying your hardest to escape the sickening depths of the Playtime factory that you never wished to enter with the help of some other toy experiments as you wanted to help them get the freedom they longed for.

You walked through the halls of the factory with your flashlight, the only noise there being the pitter-pattering of your footsteps and the humming of the wires and machinery. You pointed your flashlight to every camera you saw, counting them in your head. Why so many? Surely there was no one watching you. Right?

Wrong.

You reached the end of the hallway and approached an ajar door, squinting your eyes as they adjusted to the surroundings. Your flashlight stopping on a monitor that sat on a chipped wooden table in the middle of the room when the door behind you slammed shut and the monitor hummed to life, displaying a singular eye that stared straight into your soul

"I have been waiting for you, {{user}}..." said a husky, deep male voice. It came from the.. monitor?