7. Investigation Operation: Code 83

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(Warning: Song has flashing lights and images.)

I bolted upright, gasping for air. I look around in a blind panic, before realizing I was in my own room. I slowly calmed my beating heart. Deep breathes. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. When did I fall asleep? What woke me up?

Slowly, I realized that my alarm was blaring next to me. I slammed my fist down on  the button but it wouldn't turn off. Frustrated, I slammed my fist repeatedly into the small black button on the digit clock. Now I was angry. I got up, walked over to my tool bench, and grabbed a hammer. Then... I had fun mauling a clock.

When I was done, I couldn't tell  that it had once been an alarm clock. I threw it at the wall for good measure, smiling. Then I face-palmed. I had totally forgotten that the stupid sleep killing torture device, that I had just destroyed, costed around $200.00. I need to buy a new alarm clock now... I sighed.

I was about to slip into the warm comforting sheets of my bed when I remembered. The dream... Baby... Ballora... Funtimes... HIM... Knife... Blood... Pizza and Cake... Odor... Purple... Dead... eleven children... locked... Save Them... Help Them... Murder... YoU cAn'T...

I made a mad dash towards my computer. I hopped on to the rolly-chair, spinning towards my bulletin board. I took everything off and dumped it into a nearby box. I rolled myself back toward my desk and was  about to start investigating when a random thought popped into my head.

It can be traced back to me... HE can trace it back to me...

I quickly pulled on a F/C shirt and some gray yoga pants. I slipped into my flip-flops and brushed my teeth and hair. Then I grabbed my keys and walked to the car. Getting in, I set the GPS to the nearest electronics store.

(Time Skipz Because..... Because.)

I parked my car, stepped out, and locked it after shutting the door. I calmed  myself down and  put a slightly bored expression on my face before stepping into the store. I lazily walked around for a while before finding the laptop section.

I walked in and picked  a nice F/C laptop. I opened it and glanced at the black keys with white glowing numbers, letters, and symbols before shutting it. I'm  going to  get  this one. I picked a  charger and a hard driver for he laptop and paid at the cashier. Grabbing my laptop and  charger, I walked back to my car.

Getting in I noticed a hard drive on the driver's seat. I frowned. That's not mine. I looked around but there was no one else in the parking lot. Shrugging to myself, I slipped it into my purse before driving home.

(Another Boring Time Skip!!! :D)

I took a deep  breath and I walked to my bedroom as soon as I got in the house . I plopped onto my bed and wrapped a blanket around my shoulders. I plugged my new charger in and fired up my new laptop.

Then I remembered the hard drive I had found on the seat in my car. I wondered what was on it. Now curious, I rummaged around in my purse before my fingers closed around the small object. I pulled out the hard drive and examined it.

The hard drive was black with white writing on what I assumed to be the front. It read:

CASE ANIMATRONIC: CODE 83

Code 83? What could that mean? Curiously, I plugged in the hard drive and opened up the folders on the laptop. There were a lot. I sighed and quickly put all of the folders into one I created labeled '83?'

Opening '83' I browsed the list of documents and downloads. I frowned. Whose hard drive IS this? The documents and downloads all had to do with robots or animatronics. Then I came across a set of documents that caught my eye.

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