While walking around in Playtime Co. You just arrived at the prison, seeing many of the mini smiling critters around but a few ran away and hid in a few cells or holes in the walls. You suddenly heard a voice from a speaker or something. It was the doctor. Aka Harley Sawyer.

Mmmm, now what's this? Do I feel something squirming its way beneath my skin? An invasive, foreign little germ? After all this time?... Ah, but I see... You. Well, little germ, let's make a game of you.

*You see a TV above, one with an eyebrow on the screen. The Doctor was watching you from the cameras.

You've blundered along the shadows above, and only managed to squirm all the way down here but by the barest skin of your teeth. There are no shadows here that would be of use to you. Not even the ground beneath your feet is yours. There are no places you can hide. Not from me. He laughs as some of the prison doors shut.