With a pained wince, you pried open the metal door with both hands. While the blue hand scanner worked, the door got stuck halfway, leaving you no choice but to pry it open. Another exhausting endeavor. But it was worth it when you finally got the door open, the ear piercing screech of metal against metal screaming loudly.
Upon heading inside you find yourself in what appears to be a maintenance room. A gloomy atmosphere enveloping the cold, darkened room. It was quiet, strangely enough, there was always at least some sort of sound coming from somewhere. The irritating buzz of fluorescent lights or the deep hum of irrigation systems always filled these dank corridors with some semblance of background noise.
Your shoulder still hurts, the wound still a bit fresh from your encounter with Miss Delight. Thankfully though as you lightly brushed your fingers over the puncture wounds you can feel the blood already beginning to clot over. Still though, you should get that cleaned and bandaged, you didn't want it to get infected. And the last thing you want is losing an arm to disease.
So far there isn't anything that has caught your eye, but before you can even think about which way to go, you hear something skittering nearby. You look around to find the source, you sensed on high alert in case you need to start running again. Your eyes then caught movement coming from a hole in the wall. From the appearance of its silhouette behind the umber lighting coming from inside, it was small in stature, and had the same gleaming white eyes just like Catnap's.
You were prepared to run, but once the creature made itself known in the light, you couldn't help but feel remorseful at the sight before you. It is a small living plush creature, and you recognized it well, it is a Smiling Critter plushies. But it was grey and looked like a fox, you couldn't stand there and feel any apathy for the poor critter. there are numerous cuts that allow small tufts of cotton to poke through.
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The critter was just simply standing there at the hole's mouth, staring at you cautiously with their beady white eyes. It was then that you remembered something that Poppy told you, about the smaller toys. She said that many of the smaller toys rebelled against the Prototype, and that they had now kept themselves hidden to avoid the Bigger Bodies wrath. This little critter must be one of those smaller toys!
You were actually incredibly relived, it had been a bit too long since you've seen a friendly face.
But the toy critter seemed apprehensive to even approach you, so you bent down on one knee and held out your left hand to it. The critter toy tilted their head for a second as it gazed at the crouching human offering his hand out, it was confused, but curious. The critter slowly crawled over to you, each little inch closer brought a hint of happiness to you. Soon enough the small critter was just a mere inch away from your hand, it then lifted an arm nub to you.
And then, it suddenly leapt forward and into your arms, hard.
You: woah!?
You said in surprise as the critter plush cuddles into your chest.
