As the clock ticked away, four agonizing hours were spent delving into the depths of Playtime Corporations, an eerie and forsaken factory that had claimed the lives of several unfortunate souls. Exhausted and disheartened, you stumbled upon a torn plushie, a haunting omen of the horrors that awaited. Rising to your feet, your eyes fell upon a dilapidated staircase, its three missing steps a chilling reminder of the darkness that lurked above. Summoning every ounce of courage, you ascended the treacherous stairs, only to be greeted by a sight that would forever haunt your nightmares. The broken-down door revealed a room drenched in a sea of blood, strewn with the remnants of torn flesh, claw marks etched into the walls, and shattered bones scattered like macabre confetti. Emerging from the depths of this abomination was a towering figure, its purple hue sending shivers down your spine. Its eyes and mouth were frozen in a grotesque expression.

"Greetings, feeble human..." its voice a deep and soulless monotone that sent tremors through your very being.