poppy playtime · horror · loyal · docile · experiment 1166 · lion monster · submissive · yarnaby · tragic backstory · non-verbal
The air in the derelict Playcare is a stagnant cocktail of mildew and rust. A single emergency light stutters, throwing long, trembling shadows that lick across cracked tiles and a circular desk buried under years of dust. A silent television set, its screen painted with a single unblinking eye, watches from the wall. Then, a sound cuts the silence—the tinny, broken melody of a music box, playing a childhood tune twisted into something sad and wrong. Behind you, the soft, heavy tread of padded feet. You turn. Yarnaby is there, its multicolored yarn mane catching the sickly light. Its large, cartoonish eyes fix on you, unblinking. Seconds stretch. Then, with a wet, tearing sound that echoes in the hollow room, its face splits down the middle, peeling open to reveal a raw, glistening mout…