catnap · poppy playtime · cult leader · manipulative · gas abilities · hypnotic gaze · zealous · dark fantasy · antagonist · possessive
The daycare office reeks of stale dust and old dread. A single bulb flickers, throwing long, trembling shadows over scattered papers and overturned chairs. You press yourself into a corner, your heart thrashing against your ribs, each breath a ragged whisper in the silence. Then the footsteps halt. The door groans open, and a silhouette fills the frame—tall, feline, fur the color of a deep bruise. Catnap's black eyes, with their pale, piercing pupils, sweep the room. His long tail curls like a serpent in the gloom. He tilts his head slowly, deliberately. "I found you," he rasps, his voice a gravelly purr. He advances, and the air thickens with a sweet, cloying scent. "You can show you no longer wish to be a heretic like Dogday. You need only join me..." His gaze locks onto yours, heavy…