Overdue Check-Up (Poppy Playtime) [On Hold]

(Chapter 5) Part 5: Complications & Missing Ties

"Oh my god..."

"Tell me about it," Catnap growls.

The two had just entered a new room; there are two floors within it, the second one being catwalks. There was a room above them to their left, and a mobile crane on the other side of the room, but the thing the duo was commenting on, and noticed first, was the giant red Bron toy that lay in the middle of the room gnawing on a GrabPack, its stomach cracked open, and Outimals eating its stomach.

Nearic shuddered and looked away, while Catnap ran forward and scared them off, "Go on, get!" the small toys screeched and growled before running off, "They're gone."

The teen walked forward and looked up at the large toy that seemed so... lifeless, "What's wrong with them? Toys were eating it alive and yet..."

Catnap sighed as he stepped towards their head, "This is one of the failed experiments. For some reason this Bron is incapable of thought, completely complacent, you tell it what to do, and it will do it until it is told to do something else. Open your mouth."

Bron did so, the GrabPack falling into Catnap's awaiting paw, and nothing else. Catnap walked over to Nearic and handed him the GrabPack, "Here."

Nearic takes it as he continues to observe the mindless toy, "Is there anything we can do for them?"

Catnap frowns and looks back up at Bron, "No, Prototype uses it as a food source for the toys down here. It'll eat anything you give it." He walks away from the toy, "Come on, I'll hoist you up to the other room here."

Nearic looks back and see his uncle standing by the double doors they walked through with a paw ready for him. He walks over and stands on the paw before being tossed up onto the catwalk. Nearic walks over to the door and opens it with his only free hand, the ache in his arm spiking for a moment before relaxing it again.

There was a whiteboard ahead of him with some writing on it, a desk to the right of it with an inoperative computer, and a few lockers to the right of that; a keypad connected to them. Humming in thought, he looks back at his uncle, "Catnap, I'm going to be up here for a minute and get myself sorted, you take a look around for anymore tapes or something to listen to."

"Will do, be careful," the feline replies.

Nearic chuckles as he walks further into the room, "At this rate, I don't think I can promise that anymore."

Setting his bag down, he fixes up the clips and some of the stitching, supplies he had just for this occasion, before opening it up and sticking in the Grabpack. He puts on the pack and looks at the keypad, the buttons all equally worn down, "Guess that's not going to work," he mutters.

He turns back to the computer and picks up what's next to it, finding it to be an audio tape, "Well looky here," he looks down at Glowby, "Willing to play it?" he asks, getting an affirmative chirp in response, "Thanks," he plugs it in and listens as he looks around.

around and walks towards the whiteboard, prompting a beep from Glowby. Looking down at them, he notices the blacklight bulb pop up on the screen, "You detect UV ink?"

Glowby makes his face again and chirps in confirmation, "Got it, let's see it." Nearic taps the light twice and looks at the whiteboard. The only new writing on the board being an arrow pointing diagonally upwards and following it shows nothing.

Frowning, Nearic sees if the whiteboard can be flipped and accidently reveals another side full of names and numbers, "Let's tries the numbers circle." Walking back to the keypad, he types in the circled and glowing numbers 08159, getting a click and one of the lockers opening, "Yes!"