Poppy Playtime Chapter 1 【ULTIMATE — BREAKDOWN】

The balloon was gone. The name tag was gone. Even the dust seemed to have held its breath.

You crawled until your knees bled. Until the sounds of tearing metal faded to a whisper. You fell out into the lobby, gasping, alone. Poppy Playtime Chapter 1

The air in the Playtime Co. lobby tasted like old paper and powdered sugar. That was the first thing that hit you—not the dust, not the rust, but a faint, phantom sweetness, as if the walls had spent years sweating candy. You’d been gone a decade. Now, the “Welcome” banner sagged like a tired smile, and the only light came from a dying emergency strip along the floor. The balloon was gone

The real shift had just begun.

You looked at the front doors. Locked. Of course they were. You crawled until your knees bled