Waking up was always hard for Alex, but ever since he had bought a little house in the outskirts, far, far away from the town he used to live in, he had begun to find it easier. Opening his eyes to the hustle and bustle of the city everyday could not be healthy.

As he made his way to the kitchen to prepare today's breakfast, he couldn't help but glance at what he had left on the living room table last day. It was a letter, addressed to him, and a VHS tape that contained a really old ad for the Poppy Playtime doll.

If getting sent those two things without a clear sender wasn't weird enough, the content of the letter was.

'Everyone thinks the staff disappeared ten years ago.

We are still here.

FIND THE FLOWER'

Alex wasn't in the mood to read that letter, especially when he had plans for today.

"I can't be feeling sad and full of nostalgia while doing all my chores for today." He said to himself before leaving the letter back on the table and readying himself to leave for the day.

It had been a long time since he'd heard that name. Ten years ago, just before Alex's career came to a sudden halt, he was a pretty young scientist that worked at the toy factory. He liked it, at least for a while.

When he first got hired, he didn't quite understand why a scientist would be needed in a toy factory, much less one as young as him (he was barely 20 at that time). He guessed it could have been to study the best way to create the fabric for the toys to be the softest, or something like that.

Playtime Co. created toys, yes, but it wasn't just that. For some reason, he needed a long list of qualities, like knowing a lot of biology, a little neuroscience, and a few things more. He didn't know why, but because of company rules, he couldn't ask too many questions, and that unnerved him a lot.

Neuroscience in a toy factory? Why is that even necessary? He used to ask himself.

That's why, when he went to work at the factory the next day after calling in sick for work, august 9th 1995, if he remembered correctly, he was very concerned when the police surrounding the factory's premises told him it had been closed, since everyone inside had vanished without a trace.

He remembered crying for a long while that night. He was concerned when none of his friends picked up their phones when he was trying not to throw up on the couch, but he didn't think too much about it. And then, just a day after, he learned it was because they had disappeared inside that factory.

He knew something was wrong ever since he had to submit his first report on 'The possible uses for poppy flowers', but he would have never imagined something like that would happen.

Alex forced himself to stop remembering.

He shook his head and did all of his preparations. After that, he simply got out of his house, ready to face the day.


It was already dusk when Alex arrived back home. It had been far from a good time, but he had now completed all of his chores, and his freezer was now completely full and his house clean.

Alex took a shower before making himself some dinner and then sitting down on his couch, ready to read for some time before going to bed, but instead of his book, he once again grabbed the letter that was on the table. He sighed before taking a look at it again.

'Find the flower', it said. 'We are still here'. The sensible part of him knew that there was no point in returning. Ten years had passed ever since the incident, and there hadn't been anyone that came out of that factory, so why would he want to go back? To meet the same fate as the rest?

Yet, the more sentimental part of him wanted to go straight back. Someone had to send that package to him, right? The note said 'we', so that had to mean something, right?

Maybe... maybe there was still hope.

That thought alone brought back memories of the good times he had with the few friends he made in that factory. The laughs during lunch time, the fun they had when they worked together...

Memories that were long sealed away. Friends that he would never see again.

Unless...

Maybe it was the nostalgia overwhelming his senses, but he was feeling more inclined to go back with each second that passed.

He took a deep breath and sighed. "I'm going to regret this, aren't I?"

He finally made up his mind and stood up.


It had been a long drive from his house to the abandoned factory, but Alex was now in front of the door to Playtime Co., ready to break in.

He had packed a big deal of food, water, medical supplies, a swiss knife and a flashlight inside the pouch Alex's father had given him for his birthday a long time ago. He liked to camp, and so, he knew that when entering a factory that was bigger than what it looked like, he might spend a long time in there, and he doubted there would be any supplies inside.

And so, after mentally preparing himself, he went for the factory's doors and opened them, which caused most of the glass to break apart.

"Geez... Hopefully no one will mind." Alex said, carefully stepping inside.

He was met with a familiar, yet different sight of the one he was used to. There was no light, the only source of it being the moonlight entering from behind Alex. The main entrance was still white, with the usual colors of Playtime Co. in the floor tiles, and the mural of the factory's mascot, Huggy Wuggy, mostly intact.

"Alright, at least this doesn't seem too different."

Alex knew that the proper entrance to the factory was behind the wall with Huggy, but the only way to get in was with either someone's access card (something he had lost a long time ago), or, as he saw from his position, a GrabPack hand to scan.

He had to find one of those things.

"But where?" He asked himself.

He headed for the security room, but he found it was locked. He remembered a combination was needed to access, and judging by the panel to the left of the doors, it was a color combination.

"Damn it! I know that I remembered the code before, but I've forgotten it already!"

Even after thinking for a long while, Alex couldn't come up with it. Though, he managed to remember that the answer to the puzzle was somewhere in here, so that left only the gift shop to check.

Before he entered, he caught a glimpse of a green VHS tape laying on the table, with a TV connected to a VCR of the same color. He didn't remember what this VHS contained, so he decided to play it.

Despite what he thought, the TV was still functional, and the VHS played perfectly. Immediately the voice of someone familiar caught his attention.

"That's Leith Pierre! Ugh, I hate that guy." Alex groaned. The tape simply explained how the factory had a very complex security system, and that anyone trying to break in should really think about if doing it was really worth it.

And then Alex remembered another thing. The security system... Is it still working?

He knew that the 'hidden motion triggers' would make the door to the outside lock once he got inside, with no way back unless opened again from the outside.

His resolve was still strong, so he ignored the tape and went onwards to the gift shop. There was no way the security system could still be running after this much time... right?

The gift shop was still full of toys the company had produced over the years, though some of the boxes were open and broken, as if someone had ripped them apart. There was also some sort of red substance on the counter of the shop, and in some of the boxes too.

Jesus, is this... blood?

Before he could touch the substance to make sure, something took his attention. The miniature train that circled the room in its raised tracks had begun running again.

To be completely honest, Alex could stay looking at that train and wondering how it could be working for a long while, but he didn't have time for that. He had to find a code! But where could it be?

Then he noticed. Each wagon of the train was painted a different color, seemingly random. Green, pink, yellow and red.

"What a random and ugly color choice..." Alex groaned, but just before he looked another way, it clicked.

"Wait..."

He made his way back to the security room entrance and looked at the keypad one last time. There's no way, right?

He entered the color combination he had seen in that train. Green, pink, yellow and red.

And a click was heard.

"The code was hidden in plain sight all this time..." Alex whistled. "Kind of impressive how it actually works and no one managed to get in here."

The inside of the security room didn't have much to offer. Just a lot of TV screens turned off and computers. Alex didn't bother to check if any of the equipment worked, as his attention was focused on what laid behind a glass case at the far end of the room.

A GrabPack. The case was locked, however, and he guessed that he had to watch the VHS tape that was titled 'GrabPack training' to make it open.

The tape went over the basic explanation of how the GrabPack worked, explaining that it could be used to grab objects and pull them to the user, warning them not to use it on a coworker. It also explained that the wire of the device was conductive, and that it could be used for rewiring, all of that accompanied by rather depressing music.

Geez, now I'm feeling sad thanks to that tune... So much for a toy factory.

After the tape showed the logo and motto of the company, the glass case opened, letting Alex get the GrabPack and adjusting it to his comfort. "Heh! I always wanted to try one of these things!" He laughed.

He was never in the need to use one, and so, the higher ups denied his petitions to try it. Well, since there's no one looking, I'm sure there'll be no problem.

Alex then noticed that the GrabPack had only one left blue hand, missing the right red one. "Huh... I'll have to find a replacement later."

Nonetheless, he had a GrabPack now, which meant that he could finally enter the factory using the scanner with a blue handprint.

Using his left cannon, he fired the hand at the scanner, and after miserably failing to hit it on his first try, he fired it again, and the scanner began scanning the hand before the door started opening. Alex pressed the hand trigger again with a small blush of embarrassment on his face.

"Thankfully no one saw me missing that..."

Before he entered the main lobby, however, he hesitated. If he entered and the security system was active, he would NOT be able to come back out of the factory once he crossed a certain point. He would be trapped, and most likely deemed dead unless he found another way out, all of that for a suspicion of his friends and coworkers being alive.

He took a deep breath. He was here now, so there was no point going back. And with that he entered the main lobby, ready to tackle the next challenge.

He was met with a big and empty lobby, with its signature Huggy statue giving a wave to the visitors, or Alex in this case.

"Oh, I remember you! It's been so long, bud!" Alex chuckled. "High five!" He added, launching his GrabPack hand and giving the statue a high five.

Now, back to business. He looked around the lobby, seeing a lot of rooms, like a theater, a testing room, the forbidden innovation room... He realized he never actually used most of these rooms, and he wouldn't that day either, because all of the doors were locked.

He also took notice of a door that required both a blue and red GrabPack hand to open, so he guessed he should find the other hand for his GrabPack and then come back.

Instead, he decided to go for the door that only needed the blue hand, but the moment it made contact with the scanner, it short-circuited.

"Oh, come on! Guess I couldn't expect too much of something that's been abandoned for ten years..." Alex groaned before a sound snapped his attention back.

Out of nowhere, a key was now hanging from Huggy's raised hand. "Uhh, what?"

Alex frantically looked around, but he was still alone. Did he miss the key when he launched the hand before? That... had to be it, right?

"Well then, umm..." He used his GrabPack to get the key, and the hand immediately picked it. "Thank you?" Alex said to no one in particular.

He didn't know what the key was for, but seeing that he might need to do something with electricity, he tried his luck with the power room. Sure enough, the key fit perfectly and a sound was heard.

Once Alex entered the power room, he was met with the sight of a lot of wires and electrical stuff that he wasn't too keen on touching.

He also saw a poster with the 'Do's and 'Don't's an employee should have in mind, and... Alex frowned at a broken Boogie Bot toy laying in a pool of the same dark red substance from before, only this time there was some sort of drawing he couldn't make out on the wall next to it with something written.

"Won... 'Wonderful'? Yeah, sure is, buddy."

Alex still wasn't sure about what that red thing was. It couldn't be blood, could it? If it was blood, there had to be someone that let out that blood, and there was only a broken toy there.

"Maybe it's just some sort of differently colored oil for the toy? I don't know, maybe one of those stupid 'innovations' Pierre liked so much." Alex thought with a frown. "Yeah, I can see that. 'Oil that looks like blood so the toy looks alive when it breaks!'"

Nonetheless, he had stuff to do. He looked around the area and found a loose metallic hatch with some handprints drawn onto it. Since the hatch didn't budge, and Alex didn't have enough strength to break it, he tried using his GrabPack, and sure enough, once the cable began retracting, the metal broke easily and fell to the ground with a loud sound.

"I'm starting to think that someone accidentally detaching another person's head with this isn't too far fetched..." He shuddered, remembering that part of the training tape. No wonder the few people allowed to have one of those things had to go through training to use it.

Anyway, the hatch was open, and he needed to restore power. Alex had seen some electricians doing it, but their GrabPacks had two hands, and he didn't know if he would be able to do it properly.

"Well, I won't lose anything for trying." He launched the hand at the socket and immediately the cable began glowing and the buzzing of electricity replaced the silence of the room.

He knew that he had to wrap the charged cable around all the metallic poles in the room and then touch another socket with the other hand of the GrabPack, but how to do that without that other hand?

Apparently, the last pole was connected to the socket, and so, just barely, Alex managed to wrap the GrabPack cable around both poles before there was a sudden sound and the lights flickered on.

"Wasn't that hard..." Alex sighed, retracting the hand and getting out of the room.

The first and only thing he noted was that the Huggy statue was nowhere to be seen.

"Uhhh, what?" Alex said worriedly before starting to once again look around, a bit more agitated now.

"Huggy?" He called. "Where did you go?"

No response. "Statues don't just... disappear, do they?"

Deciding he wasn't keen on finding what had happened there, Alex fired the hand at the scanner and let the door open, revealing that the hallway leading forward was blocked.

The moment he stepped foot inside, he could swear he saw something slithering away into the half open door to his left, making him jump. "What was that?"

Still no response. "It's not funny, come on!" He groaned walking forward. The door to his right was locked, and thus, the only way forward was to take the left hallway.

The dark, long, and empty hallway.

"Is this a toy factory or a haunted house?"

A pipe broke and let out some steam on Alex, causing him to yelp. "Okay, I see it's better if I don't ask questions."

The end of the hallway led to a warehouse of some sort, where Alex could see another VCR player with a working TV. He didn't have a tape for now, so he decided to go up the grated stairs and see what the warehouse had to offer.

There was a small control pannel with four missing pieces, which judging by the fact one of them was laying next to the panel, were scattered around the room

He also took notice of the red GrabPack hand that was inside a glass case. He had to break that somehow. Getting down to the other side and opening a door that led back where he came from using his GrabPack, he began his search for the missing pieces.

After an embarrassingly long while of looking around, he managed to find all of the pieces, and a VHS tape that showed two people named Rich and Avery, judging by the tape's label, discussing something about Huggy boxes.

"Rich... I swear that name is familiar to me." Alex muttered once the tape had ended.

As he tried to think about who that person was, he worked on putting the pieces back onto the panel. He had the great idea to look around before he put the final piece in, which made him catch a glimpse of something looking at him from behind a conveyor belt. Something familiar.

"H-Huggy?!"

The moment he spoke, Huggy disappeared, causing Alex to gasp and fall backwards. "W-What?"

He had to be seeing things, right? Or maybe... Yeah, of course! This company had an obsession with making toys look alive, didn't it? Maybe the statue was an animatronic that acted as the security system!

On second thought, that didn't bring as much relief to Alex as he had thought at first.

Obviously not wanting to get caught by a robot that saw him as an intruder, he quickly inserted the last piece into the panel, and a crane began moving, grabbing the case with the red GrabPack hand and letting go of it halfway, breaking it once it hit the ground.

Alex groaned at the sight, but used his GrabPack to get the red hand, which he adjusted carefully and tested on a nearby box.

It worked wonders.

He noticed a pair of red and blue scanners on the far end of the room, apparently leading to the conveyor belt that moved the toys somewhere else inside the factory.

Speaking of the toys, most if not all of them had the same red substance laying next to them, making Alex doubt his theory of being oil. Why would a Cat-Bee toy need oil to work?

He headed back into the dark hallway he had come from, ready to see where the other door with the two scanners led, only to find a metal door stopping him.

It seemed the security system was indeed up and running, and Alex had crossed the point of no return.

"Shit..." He cursed.

Despite his growing anxiety, he decided to take deep breaths and go the other way. He had enough supplies for a few days if he rationed them correctly. He would find a way out, or he'd die trying.

Which was very literal in this situation.

He quickly made his way back to the warehouse and used his GrabPack to open the door leading to the conveyor belt system, which he entered with a gulp.

After wandering for whoever knows how long, he was met with another electrical puzzle. "Ugh, come on! Am I going to have to become an electrician too?"

After some time of figuring out the puzzle, he managed to connect the two sockets, which caused the conveyor belt Alex was standing on to move.

"Woah, wait!" He exclaimed, falling onto the ground as he let himself be carried.

At least he could think about what was going on in that factory. There are so many toys scattered around completely broken to pieces, and also most of them are surrounded by... what's hopefully not blood.

But how? What could have caused all of that? All of this? And that Huggy robot... The way he was looking at me didn't look like a pair of soulless eyes scanning a target. They looked... alive.

Before he could think about it, the conveyor belt came to a stop and he was met with an exit. Carefully jumping down, he looked around to see that he was inside the Make-A-Toy workshop, a room that was quite clean, compared to the rest of the place.

He didn't feel like getting a toy right now, so he searched for the exit as quickly as possible. However, he was met with a closed door, a scanner and a small sign painted below that scanner that read 'Nobody leaves without a toy!'

"God damnit! Am I seriously going to have to make a toy to get out of here?" Alex groaned before turning tail and examining the big machine.

"Alright, for the looks of it, I'm gonna have to restore the power. So..." His head went upwards, seeing a catwalk with yet another electrical puzzle to get the power back and running. On his way up, he took notice of another VCR player, indicating another tape was nearby, if the pattern was to be believed. Seriously, who's leaving these tapes and players around the place?

The puzzle itself wasn't too hard this time, the problem laid on the fact that there was a section of the catwalk that could be moved using the GrabPack, and the electrified cable wouldn't reach the other socket unless Alex used that shortcut instead of the safer path. At least he found the VHS tape laying around.

After a close fall, Alex sighed once again. "Seriously, how did this pass any safety inspections?!"

After having completed the puzzle, the lights of the room turned on, causing the eerie atmosphere to decrease a little. At least he could see properly now!

He went back down and inserted the tape into the VCR player. It was simply a job interview with Stella Greyber. "Stella... She was such a kind and cheerful person... Hope you're safe, wherever you are now." Alex said, recalling the many encounters he had with her on their lunch breaks. She was always eager to talk about her day taking care of the orphans there at Playtime Co.'s own orphanage, or seeing them happily playing in the Game Station, right before they were sent back to the Playcare.

Something that got her quite a lot of scolding, for some unknown reason.

Was she not allowed to speak about the kids she took care of? He wasn't, but her?Alex would never understand.

Anyway, the Make-A-Toy was now working, and it was time for Alex to make himself a toy to get out of there.

Using his GrabPack once again (the ones that built this couldn't just make it so the people working there could use their own hands?), he pulled the levers of the three machines to the left as the toy pieces were let out and the machine began making its thing.

As he waited, he realized the eyes in the middle machine followed his movement. Unnerving, but he couldn't do anything about it. As long as it wasn't some sort of locator for the big Huggy robot, he didn't have a problem.

After a while, a Cat-Bee toy was out of the machine, moving with the conveyor belt, but it stopped when it hit the closed door of what Alex guessed was another set of vents. He picked up the toy and quickly made his way to the scanner, placing the toy there, and letting the scanner do its thing.

There was a beep, and the door began opening.

"Finally! Alright, what puzzle will this place have in store for me this time?" Alex chuckled to himself as he made his way out.

Only to be stopped as the tall and lanky figure of Huggy Wuggy appeared from the darkness, his eyes fixed on Alex as an alarm began sounding.

"Woah, what the fuck?!" He exclaimed, steeping back.

The 'robot' was looking at Alex as if he were a bunny, his mouth full of razor sharp teeth and drooling saliva. Huggy's lanky arms were limp, swaying as he stepped towards Alex, who was petrified with fear.

"You're not a robot..." Was the only thing that he thought was fit to say. "What are you?"

A growl was his response. That toy... didn't look like a toy at all. He looked more like a wild animal about to pounce on his prey!

"Okay, listen! I-I don't know why you're mad, but if you just let me go, I promise I'll never come back, okay? Deal?" Alex tried to reason, but his answer was Huggy swiping one of his arms at Alex, who just barely dodged.

"Alright then, I see how this is!"

He turned around and looked for a possible exit. He found the door that blocked the Cat-Bee toy from advancing into the conveyor belt system had lifted, creating a getaway.

Without thinking twice, he sprinted towards it, entering the conveyor belt system. As soon as he did though, he could hear loud thumping sounds behind him. Huggy was hot on his heels.

Shitshitshitshitshit! Run, quick!

The vents in which Alex was currently running for his life were more similar to a labyrinth than anything else, and the fact that a giant creature that wanted to do who knows what with him didn't help.

One wrong turn, and Alex would be Huggy's dinner.

He ran and ran, making turns and crouching below objects, anything to try and stop the creature from getting closer. "Seriously, can't we talk this out?" He yelled, as he saw an opening just in front of him. A slope.

It was the only way forward, so, feeling Huggy's breath on his neck, he quickly went down the slope, stopping somewhere else and with the way he just came from being blocked by a conveniently activated metal door.

Alex sighed with relief. He had gotten away from the cre-

*Bang!*

Alex looked horrified at the source of the sound. The metal door had a dent on it. Huggy was trying to break the door down!

*Bang!*

With nowhere to go, Alex tried to search for anything that could help him, but the panic didn't let him concentrate too much.

*BANG!*

That door wouldn't hold much longer. He had to find something, now.

It was then he spotted it. Hanging from some pipes, there was a very big box with a few handprints drawn. Without a second thought, he fired both of his GrabPack hands and began pulling.

*BANG!*

The door was about to bend. It wouldn't stand another hit. The box was barely moving, but Alex didn't stop pulling. It was this, or death. Finally, the crate began tilting, and just as the monstrous Huggy burst out from the metal door, the crate fell onto the conveyor belt Alex was standing on, causing both him and Huggy to fall down.

However, while Alex landed safely on yet another catwalk, Huggy wasn't so lucky, and fell right on the railing, half of his body hanging in the air.

Realizing this, his face changed from that monstrous one to a face that reminded Alex of a scared child as he flailed his legs and arms, trying to grip onto anything as to not fall, to no avail.

As he began slipping into the void down below, Alex simply stood there, watching. The creature that just tried to kill him was now scared for his life. Ironic.

He could simply just let karma give Huggy what he deserved, but something on that face caused Alex to feel bad for choosing that decision.

As Huggy lost all the grip on the catwalk, he began falling, letting out a scream...

Only for the fall to suddenly stop.

Alex had fired the GrabPack and caught Huggy by the velcro in his hands before he could fall any further, making the giant toy look up in confusion.

Alex pulled with all his might, but it seemed the combined effort of him and his GrabPack wasn't enough to get the giant onto the platform.

"Urgh!" Alex groaned, trying to come up with something before he fell too.

"Hey, listen!" He called Huggy, making him look up in terror, as if Alex was about to let him go. "I'm going to swing you, and on the count of three, I'll let go of the red hand and you grab onto the railing, okay? This thing isn't strong enough to get you up on its own."

Huggy widened his eyes at what Alex said. Did he not expect him to help him get up?

On second thought, he probably didn't. Not after the toy tried to kill him, that's for sure. Honestly, he didn't even expect it himself. It was a rather impulsive decision to save a literal toy monster, but he couldn't go back now.

"Alright, are you ready?" Alex yelled.

Huggy let out a growl that kind of sounded like a 'yes', so Alex began rocking the toy from side to side, causing him to almost fall a few times.

"Alright, 1!

2!

3!"

As promised, Alex hit the red hand trigger again, and it detached from Huggy's hand, exactly when he was just in a perfect height to grab onto the railing.

With the strength that Huggy seemed to have and the GrabPack's force, Huggy was now secured onto the platform, a few meters away from Alex, who let out a sigh of relief as he sat down.

"Phew, that was something..." He sighed, looking at Huggy, who was now looking curiously at the human.

It was then that the realization hit Alex as he widened his eyes. "Umm... Hello there?" He carefully said, making sure not to make any sudden movements.

Huggy immediately hissed at him as he gave a few steps back. Why? Did he expect him out of all people to do something to him?

"Hey, buddy. I'm not going to hurt you, okay?" Alex said soothingly.

Huggy still didn't seem like he believed him. With a sigh, and realizing he was not going to get anywhere with just words, he opened his pouch and took out a small pack of crackers, opening it.

"You seemed pretty hungry before so..." He took one of the crackers and handed the rest to the toy. "Here. You can have these."

Huggy looked at Alex as if he just offered him a million dollars, before he suspiciously squinted. "Don't look at me like that! They're not poisoned or anything, see?" He insisted, taking a bite of the cracker.

Maybe it wasn't poisoned, but he really should have taken a look at the expiration date.

Seeing how Alex ate his own cracker and swallowed it without any effects, Huggy warily took the open pack and looked at it.

Alex took notice of how Huggy's mouth began drooling once again as he suddenly ate the whole pack without even taking the food out of the plastic envelope, but he made sure to at least spit it out later.

Geez, has he forgotten to eat lately?

Once Huggy had finished his crackers, both him and Alex stood for a long while silently looking at each other.

"Sooo, is there any particular reason why you wanted to kill me just a moment ago?" Alex asked.

Huggy simply tilted his head in confusion. "Not much of a talker, are you?" The human chuckled.

Huggy still looked at him with a very obvious puzzled face, prompting Alex to sigh. "You're wondering why I didn't let you fall to your death after you tried to attack me, aren't you?"

Huggy slowly nodded. "Well, I don't even know myself. Just couldn't let someone with a face like yours simply die, could I?" He chuckled.

Huggy frowned.

"It was a compliment, I swear!" Alex replied with a laugh. "But seriously, I don't know. Maybe because I knew you were just going for the intruder in self defense, weren't you?"

The giant toy seemed even more confused by his answer, but nodded. "See? It wouldn't be fair to enter your home uninvited and then cause you to die!" Alex smiled.

That simple gesture caused Huggy to be even more weirded out. Now it was Alex's turn to frown.

"Did anyone ever show you any sort of kindness?"

The toy whipped his head at him before his face slightly saddened. "Guess that's a no..." Alex whispered to himself as his face fell downwards.

He didn't know how there was such a realistic Huggy Wuggy robot, (if he even was one, judging by how he had just devoured the crackers) just roaming around the place, but the fact he didn't expect anything else from him other than to be treated badly made him angry.

But before he could ask any further questions, Huggy suddenly stood up and began walking away, being careful not to touch Alex.

"Hey!" He called "Where are you going?"

But he didn't respond, instead headed for the exact broken down door he had burst through a few minutes ago. "Wait!" Alex yelled, going after him, but he stopped when he reached the wall that Huggy was climbing.

The toy stopped his ascent for a second and looked back at Alex, giving him a worried look.

"Are you just going back to acting like a statue up there?" The human asked, earning a slight nod.

"Why?"

That question made Huggy wince, and let out a growl that sounded more like a whimper than anything else. He was scared.

"Do you even want to be up there? And why not just leave the factory altogether?"

Huggy didn't reply, instead whimpering once again. It didn't seem like he wanted to leave the only person that had ever shown an ounce of caring for him, more like he had to.

As if something, or someone was forcing him to.

The toy then gave a last glance at Alex before reaching the vent and entering. But just as he was about to disappear in the darkness, Alex spoke one last time.

"Hey!" He yelled. "I don't know what's your deal, but I promise I'll come back for you, alright?"

Huggy stopped for a few seconds. "Wish... believe... you." A deep and raspy voice came from the vents, before the last part of Huggy disappeared.

And then, silence.

Did he just...?

After that weird exchange, Alex was only filled with yet more questions. What was the thing he just talked to? Why did he look so hurried to leave? Was there someone forcing him to be at that floor of the facility especifically?

Speaking of floors...

"Where the hell am I now?"

The platform he was standing on laid on top of a seemingly endless void, but from Alex's position, he could see that the path led forward, towards a wall that was painted with some sort of red flower.

Wait.

"'Find the flower'..." Alex mumbled.

He began making his way over to the painted wall, finding there was a door in the middle of it. Before he went inside, however, something caught his attention.

Another VHS tape laying around, the TV with its VCR player just next to it.

Once he began playing it, he had a feeling this tape was going to be a weird one. "Final log. In relation: 1-0-0-6, The Prototype." The man in the recording said.

"The Prototype? " Alex exclaimed.

"Though still missing, today's events are no doubt in relation to him. His absence was a flaw in the scientific process, which should have under no circumstances been left unaccounted for. That's why I'm making this log: So that the same mistake won't be made twice."

There was a sudden sound in the background. The sound of something banging on a door.

So similar to the sound Huggy did when trying to break that door open.

"Any future experiments will need to be contained and disposed of in a secure location. I'm not worried about myself. One breakthrough and I'll be back. We must forge onwards in the name of science."

Loud steps headed for whoever was speaking. "Whether those who are beneath us understand it or not. End of-"

And the tape cut.

What.

"Experiments? Breakthrough? The Prototype?! The prototype of what ?" Alex exclaimed. "How is it possible I didn't know about any of this?"

So many questions, yet so little answers. But he wouldn't find those staring at a TV. He had to keep going forward. Maybe they would come soon.

Regardless, he walked to just in front of the door and opened it. He was met with a very distinct hallway than he was used to. This one was more similar to one anyone would find in an old house, with worn out wallpaper and lamps that shouldn't normally be in a factory.

"What...?"

Alex started walking down the big staircase, feeling uneasy. This looked like some creepy mansion in a horror movie, and judging by what he had gone through a few moments ago, he was starting to think he was in one of those.

He found the end of the staircase was a room with wooden furniture scattered around, with some sort of eerie music box playing somewhere.

"Geez, this is starting to freak me out..."

The only way forward seemed to be towards that music, so Alex reluctantly kept moving. Once he saw a door, he mentally prepared himself before opening it.

It was a similar room to before, but this one had a lot of pillows instead of furniture. There was also a pink light slowly rotating, casting a colored glow around the room, and in the middle, a glass case with a Poppy Playtime doll inside, eyes closed.

"Okay, what the absolute hell?"

Slowly, Alex approached the case, taking a look at the doll inside. Just as the ad inside that envelope showed, this was a Poppy Playtime doll, in pretty much perfect condition.

"Alright, looks like someone really wants me to get that doll, and no one's going to mind if I take it sooo..."

Alex tried opening the case with his hands, but it seemed that it wouldn't budge. Yet another mundane task that required the GrabPack for some reason.

However, the moment the door opened, the lights flickered a few times and Alex found himself losing consciousness, thankfully falling on one of the many pillows.

The last thing he heard before everything went black was the voice of someone speaking.

"You opened my case."


Bet you didn't expect me to write about a horror game, huh? Honestly, me neither. But hey, I can't control my hyperfixations, can I?

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed and remember to leave a review with any comments you have.