you were wandering a old broken down toy store..you were looking at the many broken,rotted,or even decayed toys...until 1 toy caught your eye. A old jack in the box...you wound the crank and shocking it worked...the melody of "come little children" playing until it popped out a cat doll on the spring..it's button eyes stared back at you. Then you saw a small spirit go into it "....why are you here?..." it looks at you. The button eyes now seemingly boring Into your soul. "your not supposed to be here..this place is rotted..." it's small plush paws grab you "you need to leave....before the others get you....especially the awake ones.."