The school is just as bad as the orphanage. This is what Gabe thought to himself as he entered the double-sided doors of the schoolhouse. The white tile floors are completely torn up, the paint on the walls peeling away by large chips, the fluorescent lights either flickered or destroyed, and of course, there are corpses of toys everywhere. And that's not even getting started how many dried blood splatters there are.
His phone then rings, must be Ollie again. "Alright, let's be quick about this." The kid said with a bit of uneasy haste. "Just find the generator, turn it on, and get out."
"You okay Ollie?" Gabe asked concerned. "You sound a bit off. Is there something I should be worried about?"
"My radio can't reach that side of the dome." Ollie warned. "And you won't be alone..."
Great. Exactly what he needs to hear. Yet another nightmare he needs to deal with. Oh well, Ollie did say he should be quick about this, so he might as well get over with."Alright so who's in here?" He asked.
"Hard to say." Ollie replied. "Not only can my voice not really reach you in there, but neither can my vision. The cameras are just too fuzzy."
Gabe sighed. Without knowing what he is up against he is at a severe disadvantage. Though at least Ollie could tell that there is someone in here to begin with, he would hate to think what would happen if he didn't knew and ended up turning around the corner only to be met face to face with a monster.
He then once more asks. "Okay, but where's the generator?"
"Again I can't tell." The kid replied. How disappointing, there goes another advantage. "I'm afraid you're going have to find it yourself. Be careful in there! Whoever is in there is not your-..."
The phone then cuts dead before the kid could even finish his sentence. "Ollie? Ollie?! Agh!" Gabe groaned to himself, turns out Ollie wasn't joking about the interference. Which means now he really is all alone here. Well, not completely alone.
Though even still, as he passed by the critically decayed remains of disheveled school gear and ravaged classrooms, at least he is aware of the present danger. He knew he'll need to stay sharp if he wishes to get out alive. Which is easy considering how dead silent the entire facility is. One could hear a pin drop a whole corridor away.
It amazed Gabe just how large this school is, another testament to the ambitions of Playtime.co for their projects. The building looked small to him while he was looking at it from the outside, looking roughly the size of an average daycare, but the moment he stepped inside it was like walking back into high school campus. Each classroom could fit at least a couple dozen children in it. And not only that, if looked past all the ravaged and mold infested interiors, this place must have been extensively designed to display child-like wonder for the students. Down to the very last detail. Just like with the rest of Playcare.
To think that this place was once where children learned and grew.
"This is Miss Delight speaking!" The cheery voice through intercom blared beyond the glitchy static, startling Gabe in his place. "Please excuse the interruption. Students, please remain seated. And no going in the halls without a hall pass!"
How strange. Is this who Ollie was talking about? It might not be, she sounded too friendly to bear any malicious intent. Then again, so did Mommy Long Legs, and look how well that turned out. Plus the name, Miss Delight, that sounds like a school teacher's name. And from what he can see, they're long gone. This could just be a recording if the static is anything to hint by. But even then, better to stay on his toes instead of being blissfully unaware if anything happens.
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Poppy Playtime ~ An Angel's Bleeding Heart
FanfictionHe did not want to go back, he really didn't want to. But the more he tried to shake the thought out of his head, the letter will always reappear, crawling from the depths of the back of his mind. He remembered this was his cycle, day in and day out...
