Rose - A Poppy Playtime Story

Chapter 47 - Shock

(What have you done?)

"Okay! I'm not sure if this is coming through, but I need to try. Listen, Catnap is coming for you. Don't ask how I know, I can't tell you, but you are in terrible danger." She said, sounding not at all worried.

Angel scoffed. When weren't they?

"You are in a sort of safe room. It was built in case anything ever happened. It's a little run down, but still useful!" She continued.

Angel could just imagine the little smile on her face as she spoke those words. Ironic, since all of Angel's life-altering memories with this doll always ended in pain.

She proceeded to go through all the steps of how to operate the system. Telling Angel how it worked, and what to do with each part of this machine. Angel had the growing urge to do the exact opposite of what she said.

"There is also an alarm. It will go off when a motion sensor is triggered. We can only hope that Catnap will activate it."

"We can also only hope that you and your stupid doll face didn't make it off that train." Angel grumbled. (I shouldn't be laughing at this.)

"That's all I can tell you-" She started, but was drowned out by the sound of a manic giggle drifting through the hallways.

"Oh, shi-sugar." Angel muttered, fearfully as they looking down each hallway carefully. They repeated what Poppy had told them over and over in their head, ignoring her ongoing chatter.

"I wish you luck, human...I'm sorry about the train. I didn't mean too drag you into a situation with Catnap..." For once she sounded regretful, but a part of Angel felt that it was forced.

They didn't acknowledge her apology. It didn't feel real.

They ran over to each hallway, looking down them in rush before going to the next. On the fifth look down the far left hallway a pair of white glowing pupils stared back at them, a little too close for comfort.

They screeched, and unconsciously pulled out the orange hand, that they had yet to use. Though, as if on instinct, they shot a flare from it with out warning.

As soon as the ball of fire hit the large shadowy-figure, it seemed to vanish.

It wasn't real. Angel thought, realization dawning on them. The gas was only making them see things.

Before Angel could start to question reality, the sound of muffled purring came from above them.

They looked up just as a trap door in the ceiling slowly began to open.

They gasped, and grabbed the bars on the door with their grabpack hands to try to pull it down.

Thankfully, it worked.

A loud beep erupted from the machine on the farthest wall, making Angel jump. The machine indicated that it needed a new battery.

They ran over to grab the closest one, and grabbed the battery that was in before, then immediately shoved the new one in.

A giggle echoed through the hallways, and Angel ran back to begin looking for danger again.