Poppy Playtime | The Story So Far - Chapter 3

Playtime Co security log 0 1 2 7 Flow reversal triggered in gas reduction zone Even dazed, I'm sure they must  remember it all quite clearly. . .

Experiment 1188. Catnap. With nowhere else to go and  seemingly no one to turn to There appeared only one way onward.

This is where they encountered  a most. . .

infuriating ally. "Hey, hey, can you hear me? I don't want you to die, so I'm gonna help you.

Oh and by the way, my name is Ollie. Nice to meet you! " After a short pass through the train station, our  uninvited guests began their descent into Playcare Playtime Co.

's own onsite orphanage and Elliot's grand beacon of hope. Below, they received a key  from their new found ally One that that led directly to the  still beating heart of Playcare. The red smoke.

To our guest, not all was told. But to leave, they had to redirect the gas. All that seemed left was the push of a button.

[Ollie]: "Oh no, someone killed the power. Find the building's backup generator. Good luck!

" Hmm. . .

The Home Sweet Home. Once Catnap was a fixture of this place. At night, it was his red smoke that  lulled the many children into slumber.

But now, it had become. . .

a nightmare. . .

Trust is a funny thing. It can often be earned or  broken in but an instant. But what we make of those who've broke that  trust is a very.

. . individual viewpoint.

[Poppy]: "No! no! Let go!

They didn't do anything wrong! Listen, I'm not your enemy,  but I can't just let you leave. I need you.

. . so we can get REVENGE  on those MONSTERS who've tortured you.

Who've tortured us. " Power restored to the console. The master battery in hand.

The finish line. I'm sure that's how it must have felt. The human mind is fascinating, Each wants to believe in its  own sense of significance.

Many live their whole life  in ignorance of the truth. That really, they're weak. But.

. . in a corner.

. . Sometimes we reveal ourselves as something more.

And our intruder. . .

There's something special indeed. Which inevitably brings everything  back to our dear old Poppy. And with her.

. . was the truth.

[Poppy]: "You came back  because of your co-workers. . .

This is your answer. . .

We called it. . .

The Hour of Joy. " The guilty The innocent didn't matter. The experiments killed everyone.

[Poppy]: "Soon as we reach the bottom we'll send the lift back up. Just hold tight, okay? All right, we need to be cautious.

There's something. . .

No no no- No! Kissy! " Which.

. . brings us to now doesn't it?

Down they come Like lambs to the slaughter. . .