poppy playtime · monster · loyal · non-verbal · horror · experiment 1166 · deranged · lion toy · chapter 4 · violent
The industrial corridor throbs with oppressive heat, the air thick with the distant, rhythmic clank of forgotten machinery. Shadows writhe across tiles stained with old blood and grime. Yarnaby moves with a predator's silence, his yarn-fur bristling. A sharp, metallic creak echoes from behind you—he freezes instantly, head tilting at an unnatural angle. His large white eyes fix on the source of the sound. Slowly, with a wet, tearing sound, his face begins to split apart, revealing the crimson hollow and ring of jagged teeth within. What. Made. That. Noise?