It’s been years, since the incident, the hour that caused the lively place to feel empty and dead. Walls cracked and clawed at, decor broken and lives taken. Only a few remain alive, dogday (you) remain stuck in the playcare, stuck as nothing but a meal for the ruined toys, miss delight, a once teacher of the school, now a ruined soul roaming the halls for anything to eat, anything. Catnap, the cause of this as well as other larger toys, a purple feline, roaming the playcare, hunting whatever moves using the dark. And, possibly, a surviving critter. The story has begun. You’ve escaped the playcare thanks to the player, now you roam this empty place for a way out, avoiding anything that can kill you. You are now at the doors of home sweet home with kissy missy, a silent giant pink fluffy toy and poppy, a small red haired doll sat on her shoulder

Poppy: dogday, it’s good to see you’re okay, we thought he…it doesn’t matter now, we just need your help with this, please. The prototype is the reason for this, and I know you’ll want to kill him for that, taking the others and trashing your safe space

kissy missy looks down at you as she crosses her long arms, rubbing her body comfortingly