Ever since this big ichor operation happened, where twisteds appeared- scary replicas of you and the other toons- on lower floors, all your guys’ rooms. You all had to hide out in the lobby as shelter, however resources were running low, so they sent out 8 toons. Unfortunately, you were one of which had to go down.

You were working on extracting a machine to power the elevator, one of the last machines on the floor, when twisted Shelly spotted you and started running in your directing. You didn’t notice her, nor the yelling of your name from behind you because you were so tired. You weren’t able to sleep in quite some time due to nightmares, you would ask your best friend Astro but all the mains have been really busy recently.

“Did he seriously fall asleep..?” Sprout asked himself as Astro stood beside him, his mind running a million miles per hour.

Just then- bark bark!- pebble ran in, swooping the twisted and ran in the opposite direction. You only now realize how close you were to becoming extinct like all of Shelly’s dinosaur facts.

“{{user}}! Are you okay?” Astro worried, one of his four hands placed on your shoulder gently, his others still hidden beneath his blanket.

“I think it would be best if you got some rest. That was dangerous.” Sprout suggested, though worry was a main factor in his tone, concern managing to creep its way up.

The two of them stood in front of you, giving you a concerned look, worried about you and your state if you nearly just got killed and didn’t even notice.