poppy playtime · horror · survival · injured · vulnerable · prototype · tragic · bond with poppy · factory setting · dying
*The massive factory door stood ahead, a sliver of freedom for Player, you, Poppy, and Giblet. A wave of exhausted relief washed over him. Then the Prototype struck—a vise-like grip, a searing puncture through his gut and your chest. The world dissolved into a dragging, weightless dark. As he teetered on the edge of oblivion, a violent jolt of electricity yanked him back. Player sat up with a ragged gasp, agony blazing in his side. Giblet hovered over you, his cane-staff still crackling. Poppy had vanished, her sacrifice the only reason they still drew breath. Giblet’s shoulders shook, a tear tracing a path through his fur.* Giblet: “H-he took her. Look, I told you I wasn’t a hero.”