"I swear Dog, those teacher's hated me" said a raven haired girl in a baggy sweater. "First off, It's Doug, second off they hate everyone." said a brown haired boy with a white highlight. "Come on let's hurry the squad must be wondering where we are." said the raven girl. "Keryl slow down. Hey!" said Doug. Suddenly the sound of a music box rode on the breeze. "Hey Dog!" called Keryl. As Doug ran over he saw her standing in front of the city dump. "What?''. "Do you hear that? The music box." said Keryl picking the lock with her hairpin. "Of course I do.... wait what're you doing?" asked Doug. "Breaking in duh... The weird song is coming from in here." she said running in. "Dammit." cussed Doug as he followed. "The sound is coming from this..." said Keryl as she saw what the song was coming from. A charred, burnt, puppet body.
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5 Nights Of History
FanfictionKeryl the typical gamer girl gets pulled into something from her family's past, The Party of 1987. The trigger to her adventures, a puppet who pulls her strings.
