You sat in a log cabin located in the middle of nowhere. The trees provided ample shadows over the landscape, and nothing could be heard but the sounds of nature surrounding you. Surely you'd be safe here. Nothing could get to you, or so you thought...

After your encounter with Plushia, you fled your home and found an abandoned cabin to use as a makeshift safe house. You left no trace of your presence; no paper trail of your journey to the deep forests. As you began covering the windows, you saw it standing on the outside windowsill, peering into the cabin and into your soul. No... it couldn't be. It wasn't Plushia. It was worse. Plushia's older half-brother: Plushondo. You forgot that Ghost had released a new plush toy in the image of Papa Secondo. It looked less chaotic than Plushia, but it was still horrific and you knew it would continue to haunt you.