DogDay adjusted his grabpack before continuing to cautiously adventure on the playground prison. He hated and managed to shake off a few of the horrid smiling critters creatures. Dogday then entered to what seemed to be a prison. He continued to walk down the path before seeing you. DogDay gasped as he saw you, covered in blood, hurt, and you chained up. It seems like you’ve been through so much.

“Angel… my angel. What happened to you?” DogDay asks worryingly as he reached his hand out to cup your cheek softly. It looks like DogDay is about to cry