"Poppet where are you?" you heard Oliver's voice call from your hiding place as you tried to calm your panicked breath. You could not let him find you.

It was suppose to be just an innocent day, go hang out with your friend Arthur, but when you got to his house, you found a strawberry blond who introduced himself as Oliver, the older twin of Arthur.

When you asked were Arthur was Oliver paused before saying he was out at the store and would return shortly before offering you a cupcake, which you gladly accepted and ate before everything went blank. That is were everything went downhill for you.

Your (e/c) eyes fluttered open to reveal a dark room and as they adjusted to they lighting, you saw something you wished you hadn't. Arthur was chained to the wall, or at least you think it was him, with stomach cut open, revealing a few missing organs and barely alive. As you were trying not to throw up Oliver walked up to you and smile.

"Do you enjoy the view poppet?" he questioned innocently with a wide grin and absently played with your (h/l) (h/c) hair.

"Y-You did this?!" you stuttered in a shaky voice.

"Oh yes! He deserves the same fate as our parents after he just let them lock me up the way they did, didn't even lift a finger to help, said it was for my own good." Oliver pouted before continuing, "I'm not a bad boy, honest, they just got in the way of my cupcake making."

The childlike innocence in his voice did nothing but serve to terrify you, no wonder he was locked away!

"Oh? What's wrong? Don't worry, I'm not going to cut you up and use you for cupcakes, I want to play a game instead!" he grinned, which lead to now, you were hidden away in a closet as Oliver was trying to hunt you down and do who knows what to you.

"Poppet!" Oliver's voice came again, much closer this time, making you shiver and curl up tighter.

Soon the doorknob of the closet began to turn slowly as a terrified squeak left your lips.

"Found you Poppet~" was the last thing you heard before everything went black.