"You're going to be just fine...only if you stay here."

"You've come to save me? Why?"

Drip drip

Drip drip

Drop 

Dogday's POV:

I have been trapped here for how long? I don't know I feel like it's been years, or even a century since I've seen sunlight.The sound of pipes dripping water is starting to make me go insane."I'm not going to become like him." I said to myself. My own voice echoed throughout the walls and maybe even travelled far beyond this dungeon.How long will I last in here is a question that I have to ask myself again. I've asked myself this over and over with no proper answer.

"When will I be saved?"

I asked myself for the I don't know how many time? Maybe 45th? 50th? This place is hell. And I'm being punished because I don't believe in a pretend god.(I think his name was the prototype?)

I don't know anymore, if this continues I might just believe I am a sinner. Though, it'd be really nice to be free I can't lie. It's against my moral. But if it's a must, I will lie. Anyone will lie to save themselves from anything at all.And, if I must pretend to believe in the prototype then I will.

"Hello?"

A voice? But where did it come from? Ah I'm guessing it must be Poppy's Angel coming to save me. It might be too late for me though...

No I can't be like that, I need to have hope. Hope in myself and hope for Poppy's Angel they could save us all, they could save all the toys, they could tell Catnap the truth even though he might not listen. But it's worth a shot they can do anything...

Maybe?

Players pov:

I wish I could turn back time to the point where I decided to come back here. I mean if you asked me 15 years ago if I wanted to come back I probably would have said no. But, here I am, searching, looking, and trying to find an escape or an exit.I came here originally to find the truth.And now I'm stuck here wandering in a dungeon.

Now it's not everyday that you get attacked by little miniature toys, mommy long legs or Huggy wuggy but I guess it is today, I will leave even if Poppy tries to beg and plead for me to stay.I need to find an answer, but I feel like. The closer I get to the answer, the further it moves away from my grasp.

I will save everyone and the toys.

Dogday's POV:

The sound of footsteps approaching alerted me, I mean I might be becoming paranoid but who the hell knows. I've been stuck for so long I can't even tell things apart anymore...The pain is unbearable. My body is aching and I'm shaking. I can feel it. In my stuffing, the organs in my toy vessel are still pumping. Even if I die, it wouldn't be a proper end. I wouldn't be free. I need to be free.

Finally the footsteps stopped but...

Poppys angel?

Ah I see...

No one's POV:

"You're poppy's angel...Come to save us?" Dogday says as he lifts his head up to look at the player.He shakes his head sadly "nothing left here to save...not here." He continues. "You are in Catnaps home Angel, their home..." he whispers trying to keep quiet so they don't hear. He continues to speak hoping the player would listen. "Many pairs of eyes are on you now...watching...waiting...hungry...They want nothing more than to crawl beneath your skin..." He pauses but then he speaks up again "and eat away at you.Bit, by little bit."  He pauses for a moment to check his surroundings before talking again growing more paranoid then ever. "Fill what is empty inside themselves that thing..." He continues to talk "catnap...The prototype is his god..." He stares at the player for another few seconds before finishing what he's talking about. "This is what he does to...Heretics" he warns the player.