[TOY] Plaything

[skinstealer]

You consider reaching out to the robot, but second guess yourself- it does not look like it wants to talk. You settle for a half wave, your face concerned.  

If they notice your gesture, they don't show it at all, their head burying into their shoulders slightly as they pick up the pace, soon disappearing down the hall.

Even with them showing up in your dream…you can’t really suspect them too much, not after how different its mannerisms were. The look they had sits uncomfortably in your mind, and you can’t help but wonder about the “safety” section of your pamphlet, and Vine telling you how they don’t tolerate unruly or inappropriate guests. Just as you’re thinking over reporting those assholes and getting them what they deserve for making somebody feel that uncomfortable, the frog cleaner opens up the door and beckons you in.
 

????: Cmon in, but please don’t make a mess.
POLKA DOT: Thanks…I’ll try not to.

 
You step inside and are immediately blasted with the smell of chlorine mixed with some kind of air freshener, clean and crisp. You’re not sure why you don’t hate it, but it feels…good, and you feel yourself get very, Very excited as soon as you see the large pool in the center of the room. There are ledges along the side for people to dip themselves in for a seat, and it doesn’t look all that deep in general…more for relaxing and gentle swimming than any kind of diving or sports. 

With that said, the room is definitely bigger than it looks like it would be from the hallway. Something tells you that that’s normal, and as you start to walk around the poolside, you notice benches, towel racks, lockers, and what looks to be a bunch of boxes labelled “SUBSTANCE PLAY MATERIALS” and “TOYS”. 

You turn to thank the frog and they’re already gone, leaving you alone in the most exciting room you’ve been in so far.