Hey, wait, come back!
My OC, her name's Mel. She's 8, you'd be great friends! She's also.....uh.....a phantom.
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Although she could turn back, Amy rather ignored every word, and locked herself in the room. Dark awkwardly came back, a stinging feeling of guilt caught in his..wires?
"I don't think it's a good time for..uh...Mel?"
Meanwhile, on Floor 2...
Cynder had finally gotten Septic out of the vents, and everything seemed calm for awhile.
Which scared the shit out of him.
"Wha-" he kept switching the cameras, unable to find Robyn. "Wh- where?"
To his dismay, she was already stealthily sneaking up to the room.
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