Me: "Alright, time to throw out the garbage bags this time by myself."
I carried three garbage bags and it was a little bit heavy but I don't need any help to do this.
Kev stopped crying and wiped his tears off his face until he gets mad.
Kev: "That's it, I'm gonna kill this kid right now."
He loads his shotgun and goes to the entrance.
Me: "there's the garbage."
I throw out the garbage bags in the large garbage bin and I saw Kev standing from a distance and I just waved hi to him without saying anything.
Kev: "What the, how did get out?"
Kev walks up to me and points his shotgun to my back.
Kev: "Hold it right there young man!"
I start putting my hands up because Kev has a shotgun in his hand.
Kev: "Inside now!"
I start inside the arcade and then Kev follows me.
Kev: "Get inside The Disco Party Room, we need to have a talk."
I opened the door with one hand and Kev still follows me to the room.
Kev: "MOVE!"
Kev: "I knew it was you, but everything just got even more worse."
Kev: "Turn around and look at me, LOOK AT ME WHEN I AM TAKING TO YOU!"
I turned around to look at Kev while he's talking to me.
Kev: "Do you know how many employees are dead here?"
Me: "I don't know."
Kev: "Well there are MANY OF DEAD EMPLOYEES, BECAUSE OF YOU AND YOUR BUDDY MIKE!"
Me: "Listen just calm down."
Kev: "NO, my fiancé Kris is now dead and my guess is that you are the one that killed her in a bunny suit."
Me: "No I didn't."
Kev: "Don't lie to me bro."
Me: "I'm not lying, I'm telling you the truth, I did not kill Kris."
Kev: "THEN WHO DID?!"
Bebe turned off all the lights in the Disco Party Room.
Kev: "Who turned off all the lights?!"
Me: "Don't know."
The lights went back on and Bebe appeared out of nowhere and she is right behind Kev.
Me: **Gasped**
Kev: "Oh shit."
Bebe: "Night Night."
Bebe slit Kev's throat with her knife and then Kev started bleeding and gargling on the ground. Kev dropped his shotgun and Bebe picked up Kev's shotgun and shot him in the heart. He was already dead and Bebe threw Kev's shotgun into the ground.
Me: "Oh no, I'm next!"
Bebe: "Alright little boy, time to die!"
Me: "Shhhhit!"
Bebe starts chasing me again around the Disco Party Room with her knife and knocks over the tables & chairs. She keeps on laughing in a girly voice and swinging her knife around and it was almost near my back and I was very scared to get hit or stabbed.
I stopped and threw a chair at Bebe and she fell but got up quickly. She gets very upset and keeps on chasing me around the room again. I pulled out Mike's supreme pocket knife and pointed to Bebe and she got scared.

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Living Hell At The Arcade
Mystery / ThrillerA 17 year old boy visits his friends' Son's Birthday Party at a Arcade place until he discovers weird imaginations in his head like Moving Animatronics, Ghosts, Creepy Mascots, and Demons.