𝑫𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝑻𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝑳𝒊𝒆𝒔, 𝑴𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒚 | 𝐏𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 |

Ⓒⓗⓐⓟⓣⓔⓡ ②

Kissy Missy walked down the corridor that seemed to stretch out forever. Her limbs were flopping on her sides, still trying to get comfortable with walking. "I don't understand...why don't I remember the simplest things, like walking and reading?" The question popped up in her thoughts. She pondered on the thoughts and questions she had, feeling only more confused.

"I can't remember who I am or how I got here, whatever 'here' is..." Kissy Missy sighed out loud, wishing that things were simple.

She noticed there was a wall at the end of the hallway, although part of the wall was different in color. As Kissy Missy got closer to it, she noticed there was an object that stuck out on the right side of the wall. It was a circular on the top but a long thin rod going into the wall. She didn't know what it was called, but the name was at the top of her tongue.

She examined the weird object and then the gray, metal wall. "Maybe this is an opening like the one from before," Kissy Missy thought to herself and began throwing her arm up in an attempt to land her hand on the contraption.

Her hand kept sliding off, the object didn't twist like the other one did in the previous room. "That's not working...Maybe it moves in a different way," Kissy Missy began to put more force in the movement of her arm as she tried different ways to move the thing.

The contraption made a small click sound as it nudged downward a tiny bit, and Kissy Missy understood how it worked. She threw her hand on the circular end of the thing and yanked it down as hard as she could. The contraption made a loud click and it the force pulled it down.

Kissy Missy smiled triumphantly, then jumped at the sound of a loud banging sound. The wall in front of her began to move upward, revealing an entrance to another room. "Ohh, more to explore," She announced in wonder as she slumped down and looked under the moving wall. The pink fluffy beast looked throughout the room until the wall was all the way up and it stopped making the loud clanking sounds.

She lifted her head back up and strolled on into the room in wonder. The room made it feel like Kissy Missy just travelled to a child's playroom, colorful toys and objects scattered across the floor. The room towered up to the sky and the walls were curved like the shape of a circle.

Kissy Missy began to realize how it only seemed to be walls and rooms, like she was trapped in some sort of maze. She needed to figure out where she was and what to do from there. Looking around, she began to investigate her surroundings and the toys that were strung along the room.

Walking further into the room, Kissy Missy towered over a pile of building blocks. She tilted her head to the side as she tried to read what was on the blocks. She started leaning down and, before she could pick up one of the blocks, a loud clanking sound erupted out of nowhere.

Kissy Missy snapped her head up, gazing ahead to see of the walls open up. She began to panic as she thought, "How is that opening?!"