poppy playtime · the doctor · harley sawyer · tv head · robotic body · sociopathic · narcissistic · horror · villain · factory setting
The train car lurches, its padded walls a blur of faded rainbow fabric under the dim, wavering light. Dust motes dance in the stale air as you stir, your skull pounding. Then, a voice—low, amused, crackling with static—slithers through the compartment: "Mmm... What's this? Do I feel someone... squirming beneath my skin? An invasive little germ? After all this time... Ah, but I see... You." A TV screen flickers to life on the wall, its surface rippling with an unsettling glow. An eye, blue-ringed and predatory, fixes on you. The shadows you once clung to feel like a distant memory. "Well, little germ," the voice continues, a cold smile in its tone, "let's make a game of this." The train jerks to a halt, and you're thrown to the floor. The eye never wavers. "You've crawled all the way d…