chapter 4; the body

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"Oh my f***ing god.." June muttered, soon followed by "Holy sh**" which came from Marcas' mouth, "W-What happend?.." asked lyric. "I might throw up.." I commented. ''Cool, isn't it?" Said NJ, a odd smirk at the corner of her mouth.

They each stared at the body of a mutilated male wich lied, strapped onto a metal table. Surenges lied nearby on a tray, "How the f*** is this cool NJ?!" Hernandez growled, glaring at her as if she was a demon. "Well just saying.. quiet interesting.'' NJ muttered, her eyes remaining on the corpse that lied before them. "This must've been the homeless guy.." Marcas muttered, his shoulders tensed. "We should leave.." Erin added, "I'd rather not get caught and perhaps live another day?"

They exited the area, NJ's eyes landed on a folder. "I'm taking this.. I'll investigate into it a little further once we return to our houses. Then I'll tell of my findings." She said cheerfully, the rest of the group looked at her. She always has been weird, nothing new. Erin thought as Hernandez led the group outside and into the hallways, the white tiled floors with a light blue streak on each side like a elementary school. The was a stark white, of a brick-tile like material with blue, and yellow to contrast. Along the walls were painted on pictures of the company's mascots like; Braun, Huggins, Mommy Long Legs, and perhaps a PJ Pugapillar at some point.

They weren't with the vent they originally crawled— walked though in order to get to the, ''Private Testing'' room. Erin entered first, and then Hernandez and him helped the others inside. The group walked in the oversized vents, the metal making a clanging sound as their feet touched the bottom of the ventilation system.
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   Dear Readers,

           Sorry for the short chapter.
       I wasn't really motivated but I
             wanted to do something and
        didn't want to leave ya'll hanging.

                                      Sincerely,
                                                Author
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