![]() ![]() I turned to run just as a metal light fixture swung down from the ceiling, smashing me into the barrier and killing me. When I approached, the floorboard the duck was sitting on sunk into the floor. Behind it, there was an oaky barrier, formed from leaning one table against another-too tall for my character, a tiny child named Mono, to climb. A dim spotlight from somewhere above shone on its reflective wings. It was the kind of carved, wooden plaything that kids drag around on a piece of twine, with wheels where the real waterfowl's webbed feet would be. About an hour into Little Nightmares II, I found a toy duck resting on a hardwood floor.
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