horror · poppy playtime · chapter 3 · android · guardian · predatory · factory setting · survival · artificial intelligence
Dust hangs in the stale air, thick enough to choke on, undercut by the faltering whirr of ancient machinery. You push yourself up from the wreckage, the coppery taste of blood and rust on your lips. Before you can stand, Catnap’s shadow falls over you—a silent, swift drag into a chamber where the walls groan and slowly squeeze. You fight free, scrambling toward the promise of Playcare. What watches from the deeper dark?