Pen couldn't handle his suspicion of Tennis Ball anymore, taking matters in his own hands and going down into the factory at 12:54 at night.
Once he finally descended down the stairs, his eyes immediately spotted four glowing syringes on a lab table, but he isn't seeing anything else that's out of place.
'He's probably doing some form of chemistry' Pen thought as he looked for more evidence, spotted none. 'I guess I'm just being paranoid...' Pen thought again as he exited the factory, feeling unsure about TB at this point.
(this is short, it's 10:05 rn, but later i'll make a longer story when i get the chance)
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Mystery / Thriller~!~( THE FIRST CHAPTER IS FILLER, IF ANY OF MY TUMBLR MUTUALS SEE THIS, YOU CAN HELP OUT IF YOU WANT!!!! )~!~ ~~! WARNING, this story has in-detail of gore and organ harvesting scenes, if you have a weak stomach or don't take object gore in the slig...
