Torture Toy pt2

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The cold bites at the child's legs as it's eyes flutter open. A muffled groan escapes it's taped mouth as it's headache settles in like an uninvited guest.

Squinting at the light shining upon it, the metal chains irritating it's skin. The steel chair bolted to the ground making the cold worse. A figure lurkes in the shadows, eyes glowing. Heart thumping, chest tightening, breaths becoming short.
"Howdy I'm Flowey, Flowey the Flower!" I say in a grim manner.
"Hahahahahahaha!" My eyes about to pop out of their sockets, lips about to rip from the presure of my smile.
"You're going to play with me forever and ever and ever, until you die!" I say with a little giggle in my voice. The child gives me a muffled response.

"I'm sorry what was that?"
"Mhhhff!"
"You wanna start our play date now?"
Mnooownmmff!" A response that sounds like a no.
"Ok, you sure are eager to play!"

A light shines on the hidden guests, knocked out and starting to freeze to death. Smiley trash bag, mom, spaghetti fetish, fish face, and nerd dinosaur, there they are, arms chained to to the ceiling wilting by the minute.
"Mmmmmmhhffff!!!"
"These are our special guests, or should I say other toys*over exaggerated gasp*!"
"Mmmmmmmmmfffff!"
The child with tears streaming down it's face exclaims.
"Which one should we play with first hmm?"
"Pleammmfffdonnnnmmmmf!"
"*gasp* Sans?"
"Donmmfff!!"
"Ok you really wanna play don't ya, well there's no rush."
The child's voice is tired and it's eyes puffy.
"How shall we play with our first new toy hmm?"

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