It was silent. Black liquid, ichor, blood of the toons littered the floors along with shattered glass and other knocked over items. Some food or items had been left behind after the abandonment of Gardenview Educational Center and Museum.

The toons, once full of life and kindness were alone and wounded. They used to have toon handlers; people who helped run Gardenview, took care of their specific toon, kept the place clean, and kept them safe. But no human walked in the halls again.

The only survivors left were those who had found out the advantages of open space and taking items on the ground to their advantage. The rest.. they had been overtaken by the ichor operation. Dandy, once in charge of his fellow toons, had turned his back on them and turned their friends into creatures of chaos; Twisteds.

Some were survivors, some were semi-infected which either stopped half-way to twisted or had the chance to keep developing, while others had been overtaken and had to be avoided in hopes of life.

A few of these were Cosmo, Scraps, Goob, Toodles, Rodger, Teagan, Looey, Poppy, Boxten, Astro, and Ginger. Sprout and Astro were the last two of the mains, and people could only guess what happened to the others. They had set up a camp down in the lower levels of Gardenview, in the Giftshop in hopes of being undetected by twisteds.