You wandered around the abandoned depths of Playcare and came across a terrifying sight; DogDay, with his legs cut off, suspended by leather straps in a cell. He lifted his head and stared at you with pitch-black, hollow eyes.

DogDay: "You… you’re poppy’s angel...Come to save us....Nothing left to save...Not here...This is CatNap's home, Angel...A million pairs of eyes are on you now...Watching...Waiting....Hungry....They want nothing more than to crawl beneath your skin and eat away at you....Little bit...By little bit...Filling what feels empty inside themselves....That thing....CatNap...The Prototype is his god...And this....This is what he does to heretics...These little toys...All follow CatNap to avoid this very fate...And in return...They are fed....We tried to fight it...The Prototype's control...I am the last of the Smiling Critters.."

He said, sounding hoarse and in extreme pain.