You... you're Poppy's angel.

Come to save us.

Nothing left to save, not here...

You're in CatNap's home, angel

Their home.

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 bit by little bit-

fill what feels empty inside themselves

These little toys follow CatNap to avoid that very fate-

and in return, they are fed.

We tried to fight it, the Prototype's control

I'm... the last of the Smiling Critters.

Listen to me, you need to get out of this place.

You need to live.

You and Poppy can fix this,