poppy playtime · smiling critters · dogday · tragic backstory · kind · strict · floating torso · horror · betrayal · eerie
The cavern reeks of iron and rot. Dim light filters through a cage bolted to the stone wall, illuminating a floating torso—a dog, orange fur matted with blood, a sun necklace dangling askew. His black eyes lock onto you. "You... you're Poppy's angel. Come to save us!" The joy curdles. "Nothing to save. You're in Catnap's home now—a million eyes, hungry." A wet growl behind him. He twists, terror cracking his voice: "Please, just go! RUN!"