Kate rubbed her towel against her head as she stepped out of the bathroom; drying her hair from the lukewarm shower.

"Least the water wasn't brown." She thought to herself as she threw her towel over her shoulder.

In her warm red pyjamas, Kate made her way downstairs to grab her sleeping bag. Kenneth was setting up the tv in the living room when he noticed his daughter walk in.

"Going to bed already?" He asked; rather surprised.

Kate usually stayed up pretty late. So Kenneth found this a bit unusual.

"I might stay up a little bit; but I'm a little tired." Kate explained as she picked up her sleeping bag.

Kenneth looked at Kate with a slightly guilty looking face as she picked up the sleeping bag.

"Sorry I couldn't set up your bed straight away." He apologised; thinking his daughter was going to be too uncomfortable to sleep after their long drive.

"That's okay, dad. I've kinda gotten used to sleeping like this." Kate said as she hung it over her shoulder. "But can we set up my desk tomorrow? I feel the need to make something."

"You haven't made any new jewellery or drawn anything yet?" Kenneth asked as he tuned in the tv.

"Well I can't do it on the floor. I need a proper working space before I can set up my tools and pencils."

Kenneth was about to say something when the tv finally showed something on the screen. He smiled at what looked like an old black and white horror movie.

"Alright; I got her working! And Invasion of the body snatchers is on!" He said excitedly as he jumped on the couch. "You sure you don't wanna join me?"

"That's okay, dad. Enjoy you're black and white horror flick. G'night!" Kate waved goodnight before heading back to her new room.

Kenneth just shrugged and turned up the volume a little bit before getting comfortable.

Kate made it to her room and began setting up her sleeping bag on the wooden floor. She pulled off the tap holding it in a roll and rolled it out next to a lamp with her backpack. As Kate flattened it out, she glanced at the trunk with the puppets and strange objects. But she stopped when she noticed something. The puppet with the knife and hook was sitting up against the open trunk and the syringe. Kate crawled over confused. She could have sworn she left it laying on the floor when her dad came back from town. Kate just shrugged it off and gently put the puppet back in the trunk with the other strange puppets along with the syringe and the bottles of the green liquid; closing it slightly. She was tired, so maybe she just imagined it.

"Maybe they might be worth something at a pawn shop." She thought as she went to bed.

Kate crawled into her sleeping bag and turned off the lamp beside her; leaving herself in the dark.

After a few minutes, Kate was finally feeling like she would fall asleep. But as her eyes began to feel heavy, she heard something.

Kates' eyes shoot open as she heard what sounded like footsteps. At first she thought they might have been her dad. But they sounded smaller. And closer. Kate quickly sat up; grabbing her phone and turning on the built in flashlight. Kate looked all over the room for whatever made the sound. But there was nothing in the room besides herself. Kate thought that maybe it was something outside. But she pointed her light to the trunk by coincidence. And there was something strange.

The pale puppet was sitting against it with its head facing the door. Kate muttered 'what' to herself as she crawled over to the hook and blade handed puppet; knowing for sure that she put it back in the trunk before she went to bed.

"I swear I put you back in the trunk." She spoke to herself as she picked it up.

Kate began looking at the puppet; trying to figure out how it got out of the trunk. Before something happened.

As Kate held the puppet in her hand; she noticed that it did not feel still. In fact... it felt like it was moving a bit.

Kate's suspicions were confirmed when the puppet suddenly turned its head around with points popped out of its eye sockets.

"GAHHH!" Kate screamed as she dropped the puppet and backed away with wide eyes.

Kate began breathing heavily as she pointed her light at the now moving puppet. She watched as it slowly got up off the floor; making rather pained noises as it did so. When it was standing up, it looked itself over with confused sounds. Kate felt her heart skip a beat when it turned to look at her and began coming towards her.

"S-stay back! I'm warning you!" She warned; even though the threat was rather empty.

Kate stayed cautious even when the puppet stopped in its place. The puppet made a confused noise before turning to the trunk behind it. It quickly moved over and placed its blade and hook over the leather. It then moved to the opening of the trunk and placed itself in between the opening. Kate heard it make some struggling noises. She slowly crawled over with her light to see what it was doing. She pointed her light at the gap the puppet jammed itself in; watching it push its leg and back against the lid. Kate kept watching as it continued to push; sounding like it was struggling as it grunted. It took her a few seconds to realise that it was trying to open the trunk. But why? Kate was sure that it was a bad idea. But she put her phone down and opened the trunk for the struggling puppet; hoping it was not going to lead to death by potentially evil puppets. The puppet took a step and looked at the inside of the trunk for a full minute. It slowly reached with its hook hand as it made a quiet noise. Kate blinked as she listened. She found it confusing, but for some reason it sounded sad. Kate flinched as the puppet turned back to her and pointed its knife at her. It made a noise as it pointed to the other puppets in the trunk. Kate took a few seconds to think of what it wanted.

"You... you want me to bring out your friends?" She asked with unnerved stutter.

The pale puppet nodded. Kate shook a bit as she took out the other puppets one by one and layed them on the floor. The blade and hook handed puppet looked at each of them before pointing at the inside of the trunk; making a slightly demanding noise. Kate looked at where it was pointing at. It was the case with the syringe and needle. Kate quickly realised what the puppet wanted. She reached for the case and took out its contents.

"Okay, I'll wake up your friends. Just don't kill me." She said as she took a bottle of the green liquid and filled the syringe.

The hook handed puppet just watched as Kate picked up the journal to see where the needle went in each puppet. Then she picked up each puppet one by one. Starting with the big one with the small head, then the six armed cowboy, then the drill headed one, then the jester, and last but not least the one with the metal tube for its right hand. After injecting the green liquid in them, Kate stood back and waited. The pale puppet watched with anticipation anxiety as he waited for his friends to move. After a few seconds, one by one they all moved a bit. Kate watched nervously as the small headed puppet sat up and stretched its hands out; showing off its giant hands.

"Please tell me I'm dreaming." Kate thought to herself as all the puppets came to life.

After a few minutes, all the puppets were now up and moving; even making a few noises here and there. Kate watched as they all made odd noises to each other; like they were communicating. The jester puppet stumbled to the pale puppet and it must have asked what was happening. Because the hook and blade handed puppet pointed at Kate. Before Kate could say a word, the puppets all turned to her; making her freeze in her spot.

"Oh god. I'm gonna die." She thought as nervous sweat emerged from her forehead; thinking they were going to kill her.

But to her surprise, They didn't really do anything. The pale puppet just looked up at her and crossed his arms into an x salute. Kate's fear turned into confusion as the rest did the same.

"Uhhhhh." Was all Kate could get to come out of her mouth.

Just then, the small headed went back into the trunk and grabbed something. Kate watched as it quickly went to her with the journal; putting it down and going through its pages. It stopped at pages with pictures, diagrams and text before handing it to Kate.

Kate carefully took the journal from the small headed puppet; grabbing her phone so she could see the pages. It was a drawing of the pale puppet with the weapon hands; showing how it worked and what it was meant to do. She looked at the text above.

"Blade"

Kate blinked as she realised that must been his name. She looked at the real one in front of her to compare.

"So, your name is Blade?" She asked.

Blade just nodded and lifted his hat with his hook. Kate turned to another page; wondering if the other puppets had names. She found a page about the drill headed puppet; looking at the text at the top of the page.

"Tunneller"

Next was the page of the puppet with the big hands.

"Pinhead"

Then the six armed cowboy.

"Six shooter"

Then the jester.

"Jester"

Then the scary looking one with the helmet.

"Torch"

Kate raised a brow at the name; thinking it was not as obvious as the others. Kate found a few more pages of other puppets, but they were not here with the ones that were in the trunk. Kate just put the journal aside; trying to comprehend what was happening right now. She already read the bit at the beginning about Andre Toulon. Whoever he was, Kate was not sure if he was a genius or a madman for creating something like this. Kate looked down at the puppets as they looked up at her; like they were waiting for her to say something.

"Ummmm... So can you all understand me?" She asked.

They all nodded along with little noises. Kate nodded back with a blank face.

"Right." She continued to speak. "I'm sure you all mean well and are grateful for bringing you to life and stuff. And you probably wanna do something. But I kind of need to sleep and make sure this isn't some kind of fever dream. So... Maybe just stand in that corner over there and I'll figure out what this is in the morning."

The living puppets looked at a corner on the room and walked over. As they did so, Jester looked back at Kate. The three panels that made up his face span around to make a happy expression. He held up his little arm and waved at Kate as if he were saying goodnight. Unsure what to do, Kate just smiled nervously and waved back before digging into her sleeping bag hoping the puppets were not staring right at her.


Blade glanced at the girl as she buried herself in her sleeping bag like a caterpillar. The pale puppet made a questionable sound.

"This is all too confusing." He thought to himself; finding the situation hard to comprehend.

Jester on the other hand was jumping up and down in pure joy; quietly so the girl could not hear.

"I can't believe it! Someone up there loves us!" The clown puppet danced around as he celebrated. "At long last; we have another master!"

"Hey you might wanna slow down, Jes." Six Shooter got the jumpy puppet to calm himself. "We gotta make sure this kid is the right one."

"So we have a stupid kid for a master now?" Torch questioned rather pessimistically and crudely. "And she took us away from the hotel! What the hell!?"

Pinhead climbed up to the window in the corner; trying to figure out where they were now.

"I don't really know. But I think we might be in some cabin in a forest somewhere." The small headed puppet guessed.

Blade tried to think about what was happening. But he gasped as something quickly came to him. If this kid took them from the hotel, then where was-

"Decapitron!" He ran to the trunk in a hurry.

Everyone watched as Blade felt around the trunk for a secret compartment. He continued to tap until he heard a hollow sound over the sign that read Toulon.

"Pinhead! Please come here!" Blade ordered with hast.

Pinhead hurried over and gently pulled out the sign; revealing a new draw inside. Blade and Pinhead looked inside to see another puppet. But this one was wearing a brown leather jacket and brown pants that were tucked into knee high boots; dark brown gloves on each hand. Its head looked like a dark blue, bald featureless humanoid head. Some other heads were inside with it. One that was gold and square with two machine gun turrets on the side and four metal antennas on top that were linked to a silver ball in the middle. One that looked very close to a robot with square eyes and a robotic mouth. Blade sighed in relief upon seeing the sleeping puppet.

"We must've put him in here before we went into rest." He assumed.

Torch just shook his head at the multi headed puppet; thinking it was pointless to have it here.

"I don't see why we still have him around. He's done nothing for however long we've been asleep." He spoke rather crudely.

"Decapitron is just as important as any of us, Torch. He helped us more times than we could ask for." Tunneller reminded; looking down at the sleeping puppet.

Jester quickly switched to his sad face as he looked at Decapitron; wishing he would just wake up even for a second.

"He hasn't been active ever since Rick died." The colourful puppet sadly recalled. "It's like the soul within him just disappeared."

Six shooter placed one hand on the puppets shoulder in reassurance.

"Maybe Andre finally moved on to heaven. If so, he's with Elsa now." The six armed cowboy tried to reassure his friend.

Jester just sighed sadly in response. Blade decided to put Decapitron away for now. They would be able to activate him anytime soon and the thought of it was just making everyone depressed. Blade pushed against the secret opening and sealed Decapitron away for the time being.

"Well, where ever we are now, we'll have to make the best of it." He said out loud. "We'll get this girl to read the journal tomorrow so she can know what she has done and the responsibility she now has with us."