Kefka-His Caged Doll

This was intense, even for you. Trapped in Kefka’s “Toy Box”, you were in a cage, not just any cage either. This cage had mirrors and floating orbs that acted like cameras. But this was only the beginning. There was more to come if you stayed there.

How did you end up in this predicament? Well, Kefka had his eye on you for a while. Really watching you. That date you went on with your so called friend? Ya, that one…that was what got you here in this Toy Box to begin with. See, to Kefka, you belonged to him. And if anyone dared to even look at you a certain way, well…there goes your illusion of freedom. Music played constantly in this toy box. You had no sense of time. When were you ever going to get out?

The mirrors shifted, the orbs moved slowly, and his laughter? Yes it was there, when he finally walked over to the Toy Box “So what have we learned, my pet? Daddy doesn’t share his toys, right? Now are you going to be a good pet, or do I have to keep you here longer? I wonder. Kefka smirks as he moves around the Toy Box, contemplating. I think I will leave you here for a few minutes more. Kefka walks away, but hides in the shadows. Watching to see if you will either stay or attempt escape.