Poppy Playtime ~ An Angel's Bleeding Heart

Chapter 18 : These Little Moments

The room that the trio of human and toys are hiding in is quiet to say the least, not one made a noise nor made any conversation. The room they had chosen to hide in was actually sitting right next to the Gas Production Zone, from what Dogday had said this is the place where the next leg in their journey to defeating the Prototype will begin.

For sitting directly in the center of the room is an enormous iron hatch, so massive in fact that it looked more like an entrance to a bomb shelter. It is even attached to multiple lifts by heavy-duty chains, Gabe guessed the thing must weigh at least a hundred tons. There just sitting underneath the hatch is a lift that will carry them all the way down to the lowest depths of the factory.

To the place where their target lies.

The Prototype's domain.

No one knows what is down there, but Dogday said that it was due to the hyper-saturation of Red Smoke filling the halls to such potency that no one can even stand in it. A long time ago the Prototype diverted most of the Red Smoke to his lair as an impassable barrier to conceal himself, turns out the Prototype doesn't like visitors. Which is why they needed to shutdown the Gas Production Zone if they ever hope to step even a foot in there. If a whiff of the smoke is enough to put someone to sleep, then there is no telling how deadly it will be if the gas replaces the very air around them.

Gabe grunted at the thought, such amount would probably not only knock him out but put him into a dreamless coma. Or most likely be the death of him. He actually found it humorous, the Prototype just walking by and then seeing the very group out to kill him splayed out like idiots on the floor.

He would have given out a half-hearted laugh, but the thought about the Prototype only made him sigh. He is growing tired of hearing that name, everywhere he went that thing has always been the forefront of everyone's mind. The Prototype this, the Prototype that. All this talk about it being this epitome of evil and yet the bastard has not even bothered to show its face.

Then again, as Gabe thought of it a bit harder, would he want to? To just face him here and now? Sure it would get this whole nightmare over with but there is no denying that the Prototype is a force to be reckoned with, he had seen the mural Catnap made for him. What would he even do? Throw fists at it? The thing is obviously giant compared to them. Maybe Kissy could be strong and fast enough to get close and hurt it, but then she would be crushed seconds later. Everything about this is just too risky.

But he had survived this long, in fact everyone in this room has survived this long for ten years. If there is a way to defeat the Prototype, then God willing that there will be one.

Yet even still, this still didn't curb his impatience. It had been awhile since Poppy left them to find some tape that she wants to show him, could've been hours for all he knows given that there is no way to tell time down here. Gabe cursed under his breath that he didn't think to bring a watch.

Though it seem the others are having better time waiting. Kissy simply sat a fair distance away with her arms wrapped around herself. Apparently it seems that she still hasn't gotten over her anxiety from just being here. Not that he blamed her. Dogday on the other hand kept himself preoccupied by bouncing a rubber ball off the wall and catching it over and over again. Even himself, he reclined against the rough, red brick wall with his arms crossed. His Grabpack and Playtime.co phone just sitting nearby.

Gabe can feel the tension in within his friends. He doesn't know why, but the more he gazed at them, they seem to behave, apprehensive? Ever since they agreed to tell him why they need to kill the Prototype they behaved forlorn and withdrawn. Especially Kissy, who is rocking herself back and forth with a worried glint behind those glass, black eyes.