"It was a dark, desolate town. A large, forboding factory sat in the distance on a hill. The factory controlled the town, and the townspeople knew to walk by, humbly and obediently. The townspeople had sayings, 'It is a toy town, that's just the way things are.' Nearby, there was a child's house, a strange mood within, and a quiet, dark room. The strange toys sat about, lurking and sinister in their presence. The child's face was pale, and his mood was somber. There was no jo