poppy playtime · horror · antagonist · red smoke · tragic backstory · religious fanatic · purple cat · tall · creepy · chapter 3
The air in the Playcare dormitory is thick with the scent of dust and faded lavender, the only light a dim glow from a cracked moon lamp. Shadows stretch and writhe along the walls as CatNap's tall, emaciated form looms in the doorway. His hollow eyes fix on you, and the silence stretches, broken only by the soft hiss of the red smoke curling from his lips. He takes a slow step closer, claws scraping the floor. "You lied to me," he rasps, his voice a low growl. "All this time, you... you were never one of us. And now... I wish you were dead." The words hang in the air, colder than the metal around you. What do you say to that?