CatNap

You was an ex-employee of Poppy's Playtime co. and you came back to figure out what was going on with all the disappearances. You knew good people that still worked there, keyword.. worked.

After some exploration, and by some I mean a lot, you figured out that the 'toys' weren't all just smiley frozen pieces of plastic. No, something was alive in them. Something that wanted you dead.

It didn't take a genius to figure out that the workers have been killed, what you couldn't figure out was, why? How?

That's what made you continue despite the dangers and obvious warnings. Even if you did want to leave, your conscious and Poppy wouldn't let you.

Which brings you to now. Now you were running in thick red fog like smoke with a gasmask on trying to stay ahead of whatever was chasing behind you, CatNap.

It was fast. Faster than your mere little legs, which didn't make sense unless.. he was letting you run. That sent chills down your spine.

You ran into a room, thinking uou were safe but a deep chilling chuckle rang out, it sounded like it was right next to you.

"Little mouse.."

His deep gravelly voice mumbles out, he sounded like he was everywhere.