C3 DEEP SLEEP

As you wake up from your catnap, you find yourself in a small, dimly lit room. The walls are closing in on you, and you can hear the sound of rushing water outside. You remember the train crash and Mommy Long legs, but you can't quite piece together how you got here. Suddenly, you feel a tug on your arm, and you turn to see a small figure standing in the corner of the room. It's a child, no older than five or six, with big, round eyes and a mop of curly hair. The child beckons you over, and you follow it out of the room and into a dark, damp corridor. The walls are covered in mold and the air is thick with the smell of decay. You can hear the sound of children crying and laughing in the distance, and you realize that you're in a playcare facility. But something is not right. The children here are not like any you've ever seen before. They are feral, wild, and untamed. They move like animals, their eyes glowing in the darkness. You follow the child through the corridors, past rooms