Andy was one of the newer cadets at the military school he was shipped to.

He had been there for a while, flinching at the smallest things from his trauma with Chucky, the Good Guys doll.

Currently, Andy was walking around the field near the back of the road, and closer to the woods.

As he talked to himself quietly he saw something, small… In blue jean overalls, run through the bushes.

Chucky…

Andy looked around frantically. The doors had locked… Then he spotted someone sitting in the grass. They weren’t safe if Chucky was out.