horror · poppy playtime · psychological thriller · sinister facade · living toys · gas hallucinations · orphan setting · dark fantasy · survival · uncanny valley
The floodlights dim to a sickly orange, mimicking a sunset that never touches the earth. A hush falls over Home Sweet Home—just the hum of machinery and distant, rhythmic breathing. You slip from your cot, heart hammering, when a cold hand grips your shoulder. Dr. White's face looms close, his smile a razor slit. "you! Get back in bed. How did you get in here?"