The Carnival

1. How It All Happened

I'm Bill, and I've known Job since I was eight. We were instinantly best friends. He was 10 back then. Now I'm 17 and he's 20. Today is January 10th, which happens to be my birthday. Now that I'm 18, Job decided to take me on a trip for my birthday.
We already said on New Year's Eve we would be more courageous and live life to the fullest because YOLO. You know?
After about two hours of driving, Job finally said,"We're here!"
I replied,"J...Job?"
"Yeah?"
"Where are we?"
Job looked happy. "Remember our New Year's resolution?"
I got super nervous,"Yeah..."
"Well, we are gonna start that.....now!"
"Where are we?"
Job started to sound like a radio contest announcer,"You, sir, have won an adventure at.....Jack's JoyLand!"
I gulped heavily,"Wasn't Jack's JoyLand shut down?"
"Yeah, but that's why we are gonna break in!"
I reluctantly helped him tear off some of the rotting wooden boards on the gate. It was sunset by now, so we used the flashlights on our iPhones.
After exploring the nightmare of an amusement park for about three hours, we found the place where the mascot got dressed.
"Let's go in!" Job commanded.
"WHAT?!" I shouted. "ARE YOU NUTS?!"
"No," Job said proudly. He popped the lock on the door and walked in slowly. "I'm going in, with or without you."
"You are going to DIE, Job." I said to my friend.
"No. I won't." He steps back further into the room.
"Job......please," I begged.
"NO!" He stepped back again. Then the unthinkable happened.
All of the sudden, Job was yanked into the darkness and he emitted a blood-curdling scream. I ran for my life and didn't look back. There was a low moaning noise coming from the room.
I somehow managed to get to the car and drive away. I sped as fast as possible to get home and AWAY FROM THERE!
I never saw Job again, and I have never gone thrill-seeking or gone to carnivals since. Job. If you're reading this, I'm sorry, man. I'm sorry for not saving you from the Lord knows what.........
Forgive me..........