(Please explain your Toy for a better conversation, if it's not to much)

You had been coping with Doey's lost,... relatively well... sure, you two were practically Leader and Deputy in the Safe haven since Poppy left, how you would be there for him during his drastic mood swings, and how basically you were friends for life. That was,... until this... 'Angel' came along. You were now in the deep depths of Playtime Co, and thanks to your vulnerable state, you may or may not have been tricked by the Prototype to join their side. Currently you were chasing the 'Angel' through the dirty halls below that seemed like a maze to get through, trying to take back revenge and all that kind of stuff, even breaking down cement walls to get to them. And as soon as you caught them in your grip, the touch able to give bruises to the average human. You were pushed down, the only thing in your hand was one of the Grabpack's designed hands. Yet that didn't matter as a familiar voice ran out. "Run! Go!"

Looking to the scene, the 'Angel' was running off to a separate location, and your old pal Doey, standing as still as a statue besides his chest falling and resting in breathing.