Five Nights Of Hell

Chapter 13 - Back To Work

[sorry for sideways picture, couldn't find it the right way up in Google]
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Lucy's POV:

It's 11:30pm as I walk into the pizzeria and look over at the stage, to see Goldie all by himself. I walk over to him and he looks up from his position.
"Where's Springo?" I ask.
"Downstairs" he replies sadly.
"Two things, one; why is he downstairs?, and two; you have a downstairs!?"
"He says it's getting worse and he doesn't want to hurt anyone..." Golden sighs.
He sits down on the edge of the stage.
"We need to talk" he says, less sad and more serious now. I sit next to him but not to close.
"About?" I question.
"You said you knew how to fix this." He says looking up from the floor. His gaze wanders before stopping on something. I look where he is looking to see what he's looking at.

The clock.

12:05pm, that means...

"Get to the office." Goldie says, still staring at the clock, not moving at all. Without hesitation I get up off the stage and run down the hall to the office. Shutting both doors and picking up the camera tablet. I flick to the stage camera to find Goldie but when I get to the camera he's not there.

Where is he?

I search all the cameras to try and find him but it's no use. I can't find him anywhere.

What was it? The thing from the TV program, I need to remember! I'm pretty sure it was soap powder or...no it was... What was it!? Ah! That's it!

I open the right door and quickly but cautiously run to the kitchen, stopping at the door. After checking it's safe I run in and start searching cupboards for bleach. After about 3 minutes of searching I find two bottles. I grab them and walk back to the office but stop at the door.

Goldie is stood in the office with his back to me, and I don't know how he's feeling...

I quickly hide around the corner so he can't see me.

Do I say something? What if he's in purple mode? Will he fight it? Can he fight it? What if he's not? Should I risk it? Is it worth it? Does he kno-

He walks round the corner and stares straight at me, eyes purple and ready to kill me.

As I back further into the corner he walks closer, every step is one closer to my end. He pulls out a knife and before I know what's happening it's in my arm. I stand paralyzed with fear. He steps back to admire his work and I take the opportunity. I run into the office and shut the door, and splash a whole bottle of bleach on the wall.

"Ghosts and spirits, as powerful as they are, can't go through something if said something has bleach on it, it burns the ghost or spirit, and so the host body will pass through but it wont" that's what the guy on TV said anyway.

I step back cautiously, and close the other door, covering the wall in bleach like I did the last. I then turn my attention to the knife in my arm.

Don't pull it out, that's only gonna make it bleed

I check my arm to see where about the knife went in, and it doesn't look to deep, so I pull it out.

Mistake.

Blood starts to leak out onto my uniform and then on the floor. And the pain starts. I quickly grab the tea-towel from the desk and apply pressure on my arm, and wait for the bleeding to stop. Luckily I didn't do any serious damage and after about five minutes it's stopped bleeding as much. I grab a bandage out of the first aid box in the drawer of the deal and "wrap" my arm up. It's pretty crap but it'll do.

Just as I get up of the floor, I'm knocked over again by a big flying yellow bear hurtling through the door.

"What...happened?" Goldie says, lay on top of me.
"Get of me!" I shout, trying to get him off, but he's to heavy.
"Oh sorry" he says getting up, and then helping me up. "This is weird"
"What is?" I ask
"One minute Vincent has full control, I come in here and it's like he was never even in control" he says.
"Bleach my friend" I smirk, and pat him on the back.
He rolls his eyes.
"Anyway, didn't you wanna talk to me about something?" I ask.
"Yeah, um you said you wo-" then he stopped, froze and powered down.

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[A.N. : ATTENTION!!: the part of the chapter involving the pulling out of the knife, don't do that irl! Wait for the paramedics, this is a story it's not real, I googled it to try and make it as realistic as I could though]