It's Play Time!

Chapter 17

It had been a few days and everyone had yet to catch the security guard. After he finished his week he was switched to the day shift and someone else had taken his place. He was skilled enough to survive longer than most.

However, something seemed to be bothering Marco. Foxina noticed that a little boy was taunting him, calling him mean bad words that her mother would never let her use.

Mangle started twitching violently. Suddenly, he screeched and lunged at him, biting down on his forehead. 

He screamed in pain as blood flowed from his head and dripped down onto mangle's chin and soon plopping on the floor. Mangle bit down harder and pulled back, ripping out his frontal lobe.

He fell backwards as an endless river of blood oozed from the now missing section of his brain.

Marco stood dead still with his mouth gaping open as if he were surprised. Flesh stuck between his teeth as remains from the boy's head fell out of his mouth and landed on the floor with a plop, as blood shot up from it, as if crying out for help, like all the children were doing. Crying out for help.

Kids began running around screaming looking for their parents. Frightened mothers and fathers began scooping their children up and carrying them out of the restaurant.

Her eyes widened as she grabbed the young boy's hand who stood closest to her.

"Kids, stand back!" Her booming voice made them all freeze in place and hide behind one another.

They called the police and an ambulance came and took the boy away.

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"Marco, are you okay?" She asked that night, patting his back.

His eyes were wide and his jaw kept snapping open and closed as his eyes rolled wildly in his head.

"I bit someone, I bit someone, I bit someone, I bit someone, I bit someone, I bit someone, I bit someone, I bit someone, I bit someone, I bit someone, I bit someone, I bit someone, I bit someone, I bit someone, I bit someone."

He kept saying over and over again, twitching violently.

"Marco... ah!" She reached out to touch him but felt a strong shock jolt from her hand up her arm.

She held back a cry of pain as she held her arm, cradling it close to her.

"Lori, he needs to be alone, can't you see that?" Charlotte asked in the doorway.

"But-"

"No. He doesn't need you right now. Leave him alone. He has to be alone." She insisted.

"But I-"

"Lorelei!"

She gasped. She hadn't been called that by her ever. She stared at the floor, not daring to make eye contact with her. She nodded and walked out.