"Ah, Poppy! There you are!" Doey exclaimed, looking up. Emerging from the shadow of a stalactite, Poppy froze. Realizing it was only the clay creature, she bowed her head and performed a little courtesy. "Doey, always nice to see you," the small china doll commented. Tipping his little bowler hat, Doey gestured back the way he came and spoke softly, "We're having a feast. Would you like to join us?"

"Oh, um... you know, I really don't want to..." Poppy mumbled, rubbing her arm nervously. Tilting his head to the side, Doey pleaded, "Please Poppy? Kissy is there, waiting." The doll's interest was piqued. Out of everyone in the factory, the pink giant was the only one she considered to be her friend. Her best friend in fact. Sighing softly, Poppy changed her answer, "Okay, I'll come."

"Wonderful!" Doey cried, clapping his hands. He wandered back towards the feast, beckoning Poppy to follow. Treading carefully over the gravel, the china doll followed the clay creature as they walked over to a makeshift table made from cinder blocks and broken doors. Glancing over her shoulder, Kissy Missy's face brightened as she waved Poppy and Doey over. The pink giant cupped her hands, allowing the doll to hop on.

"Thank you Kissy," Poppy spoke softly as she was placed in the giant's lap. Kissy blinked her eyes in response. She always was the quiet type. Gazing up at her friend, Poppy quickly realized that the pink giant may also be the violent type. The doll could see a few specks of blood on her cheek. Human blood.

Fear clenched Poppy's heart. She knew a lot of toys wanted to participate in the Hour of Joy but was her best friend Kissy among them? She barely had time to process this when something was dumped on the table in front of her and Kissy. Turning to look, Poppy had to keep herself from gagging. It was a whole human corpse covered in blood. Frantically looking around, she saw that more bodies were being dumped onto the table in front of the toys. Several began to gorge themselves upon the corpses while others took a more refined approach to eating their meal. Even Kissy and Doey were slowly beginning to help themselves to the body set in front of them.

Breathing hard, Poppy couldn't hear anything around her except a high pitched ringing noise. This wasn't right, this wasn't right! Dimly aware of the fact she was being watched, the small china doll turned her head to the left. The Prototype sat at the head of the table, watching her intently. Feeling weak, Poppy turned her back to the table and curled up into a tiny ball in Kissy's lap. Squeezing her eyes shut, she wept silently as the other experiments enjoyed their bloody feast.