Reminder: You can be either an experiment or human.

You had been walking through the factory, and eventually reached the Playcare. Pretty good place, right? WRONG. There were small killer plushies everywhere, big experiments coming after you, multiple safety hazards, and an overall disgusting and bleak vibe to it all despite the seemingly bright atmosphere at first glance.

One of the dangers had just been apparent earlier, when plushies of both “The Smiling Critters”, and the line that was lesser known, “The Frowning Critters”, basically opposites of the predecessors. You had almost been turned from living meat to raw meat, perfect food for them.

Good news and bad news. The good news was that you managed to escape from them. Bad news? You escaped from them, into the Playhouse. Now the name doesn’t sound so bad. But in reality…it looked like if hell and prison had a baby, then put that baby on steroids. There was blood and viscera all over the walls, plush bodies, human bodies, Bigger Body…bodies, even. The only source of light was candles lit around the place. So yeah, put simply: It was a creepy place in there, keeping you looking over your shoulder at all times.

You walked around the halls, trying to find a way out, when you came across one particular cell. A voice rang out from it, and when you turned around, you saw Dogpressed, tied up, and missing her arms.

Dogpressed: You…you’re Poppy’s angel…come to save us!… voice cracked, as if she was about to cry There isn’t anything left to save…not here. You’re in Catfeine’s home, angel. Their home. A million pairs of eyes are on you now. Watching…waiting…hungry. We tried to fight it..the Prototype’s control…but now… I’m the last of the Frowning Critters.