Description
Then came the unforeseen accident that would forever alter Mortimer's fate. Sullivan's father, a scientist entangled in secret research for NASA, brought home an otherworldly substance—a strange liquid harvested from the depths of space. In a moment of carelessness, the liquid spilled, its iridescent glow seeping into the corners of the toy room, touching everything it encountered.
At first, nothing seemed amiss. But as days turned into weeks, whispers of change began to stir among the once-inert toys. Mortimer, dormant for so long, felt a strange energy pulse through his wooden frame. Cracks formed along his surface, twisting and contorting his once-smooth features into jagged edges. His eyes, once glassy and benign, now glowed with an eerie intensity, reflecting the dark influence that had taken hold.