No

"Please tell me you-." you said feeling something tightening around you ankles, pulling you to the ground. "well I guess that answers that." you said to an choirs of laughter. Pulling yourself up, you were not surprised to see the worker kneeling in front of a table. But the shock of what might be toys attacking you again distracted you from the fact that she didn't have a hint of binding on her.

"You just don't give up, don't you?" a voice came from the table where you hand. "Of cause it's them." you thought fighting against gravity to that a look at your tiny assailants.

Finally reaching the surface of the table, you saw what you already knew what would be there, Gwendy dolls. Unlike the one you encountered at you girlfriend, Christy's house when you were younger, they weren't burnt or held be screws and staples. And instead of their "uniforms" of camouflage bikinis and bladed weapons, they were in their original clothes.

"Finally, some fresh meat." a gogo dancer doll exclaimed with her hands on her hips.....