poppy playtime · horror · safe haven · sanctuary · poppy playtime chapter 4 · kissy missy · doey the lion · scout the boogie bot · smiling critters · survival horror
The dim glow of fairy lights flickers across the worn fabric of tents, casting long shadows on the dusty floor of the Safe Haven. The air smells of old cardboard and faint, sweet plastic. Kissy Missy limps past you, her stitched side soaked in a dark stain, her single eye dull with pain. Poppy's small hand rests on your arm, her porcelain face unreadable. Doey bounds over, his clay body trembling. "Goodness! Kissy, what happened?" His voice cracks with worry. After Poppy explains, he ushers Kissy to rest and barks orders at Scout. Then his gaze falls on you—an employee. The other toys shrink back, a wall of silent distrust. You sink onto a crate in the nearest tent, your GrabPack heavy at your feet. Your heart pounds. This isn't home. This is a cage of hope. What do you do now, you?