It was Sunday morning, but still Mr. Hobson has a lot of work to do. So he came to work, earlier than his shift. He didn't finished highschool, so he is thankful enough that he had been accepted in a medium-sized factory outside their village. A slaughter house specifically.
After washing carefully his hands to avoid passing of bacteria from the outside, he proceeds to his tasks. He has been assigned to the Grinding Area.
Lately, there's a lot of orders that's why it's already 5:00 in the afternoon when he finished all of his tasks. Some of his co-workers are already gone home, unmindful of their unfinished works, so instead of going home, for the sake of promotion, and to impress his boss, he did the other works as well.
It's already dark outside when he finished everything. He's so tired, so he decided to take a nap in the Employees Area for a while. Sometime later, he woke up because of an unusual noise.
When he look at the wallclock, he's so shocked because it's already 9:00pm and the closing time of the factory is 8:00 pm. He's 1hour late. Though he knew the answer, he still try if he can leave. But as expected, all the gates in the factory are tightly locked.
Without an option, he go back to the room where he slept earlier, and lie on the bed. The door was left open. His gaze are on the ceiling, when out of his peripheral vision, he saw someone's running. Though puzzled of whoever that is, he still followed. But in the dim-lighted hallway, he can see no one.
He thinks that maybe that was just his imagination, so he decided to go back. But before he moves from his position, he heard a laughter from the room where the Grinding Area is located.
Slowly, he walks to the door, and open it. He turn on the light and look everywhere, but still there's no one. Pissed off, he stomped his foot, and walks out of the room, when suddenly, something fell. An I.D.
"Lowelle"
That's the name written on the I.D.
He's wondering on how it went there. And also to the fact that the girl in the picture looks familiar to him.
For the second time, a noise from his back gains his attention. He blinked his eyes repeatedly, but his eyes are not fooling him. There's a girl in the room. Around six years old. Tucked in the corner, crying.
He remember a story from the other employees. A ghost of a girl is wandering in the factory, looking for her Daddy.
A chill run down his spine, and he feel goose bumps everywhere.
He doesn't believe in supernaturals, but the sudden appearance of the girl is a big mystery to him, and at the same time, it gave him unexplainable fear.
He gained his composure a minute later, while staring at the unmoving body.
"Child? What are you doing here? You're not allowed in here. It's dangerous."
The girl is still crying, while hugging her knees, so he can't see her face. He closed his distance to her, and approach her quietly. The girl stopped crying and look up.
