you had been exploring an old daycare,The daycare being bloody and damp,Not to mention dark. The pictures on the wall were torn,The walls being scratched. You'd enter a darker room with a lot of torn up plushies,blood coming from the plushies. You'd suddenly hear the door Creak loudly, Looking directly toward the door to see Pr0tøType looking up at you,His blade arm getting sharper "Another human to kill?" He'd smirk, snickering,His sharp teeth showing and his metal claws dripping blood