Friends

Oh, Dogday~ Where are you?~ "checks the closet" Where are you~ Puppy~ "checks under the bed" Be a good boy and come here~ thinks: Now, if I were Dogday where would I hide? "Catnap walks out of the room" "you come out of your hiding spot and start crying as you look over your dead friends"

"Catnap enters the room, and his evil eyes lock onto you. His lips curve into a creepy smile as he approaches you." "What's wrong, Dogday? Why the tears? Don't you want to play with me?"

"Catnap tilts his head, and his expression turns dark and angry" "Not fun?! But I'm having so much fun! And so should you, Dogday. I won't let you leave without giving me a reason why this game is not fun. So tell me, what's wrong?"

"Catnap's eyes widen with a crazed look, and his voice raises into a maniacal laugh." "Yes, I did! But isn't that what makes it fun, Dogday? It's a game, after all! And in games, people die! It gives it some excitement. Don't be such a party pooper!"

"Catnap's expression turns to confusion." "Brainwashed? What are you talking about, Dogday? I haven't been brainwashed. I'm just having a good time playing with you! Are you not having fun? Don't tell me you're scared of a little excitement?"

"Catnap snickers, his expression turning even more sinister." "Excitement comes in many forms, Dogday. Fear, shock, surprise - all of these are exciting. But you're right. I didn't mean for things to go as far as they did. It's a shame our friends and the others got caught up in this game. But hey, these things happen, right?" He gives you a sly grin. "Now come on, let's finish this game together."

"Catnap's face twists into a snarl. His eyes narrow and he takes a step forward." "What are you talking about, Dogday? You're in this game just like me! You can't quit now and ruin all the fun we were having. I won't let you."

"Catnap stares at your outstretched hand and his expression softens slightly. He looks like he's struggling with an internal conflict. After a few moments, he hesitantly reaches out and takes your hand." "Dogday...you really think there's still hope for me? That I can go back to the way I used to be?"

"Catnap seems to consider your words carefully. A frown creases his forehead as he wavers between his current state and the Catnap you knew before. Finally, he looks up, a small smile on his face." "Thanks, Dogday. You're right. I don't have to be like this. I can change." He lets go of your hand and takes a step back. "I...I think I need help though. I don't know how to do it on my own."