Why I don't work at sports arenas anymore

Final

The text on the phone read "From Mom" and was followed by "Jake where are you? Please come home." I heard the door open, "Hurry up, I don't wanna be here anymore." James was obviously frightened by what we saw. I started to exit the vent but stopped because of a noise I heard, a noise that almost sounded like claws, I shined my flashlight,
In front of me was something I can't explain. In front of were eyes but not two eyes, loads of eyes were in front of me. I was too scared and backed up faster. When I got out James was waiting for me, "What's In there?" I didn't answer, I went straight for the door, I'm not taking chances. James and I eventually got outside, "What happened Patrick, What?!" James was worried about me. "In there was a thing, that thing had dozens and dozens of eyes." James face went from normal to disgusted. I called the cops and then John, James paced back and forth in the parking lot.
Three cop cars pulled up while being followed by an ambulance and a blacked out car. Four officers stepped out and went towards the entrance. Two people in suits walked towards James and I, "good afternoon gentlemen." The person who talked to us was young, maybe in his late 20s he looks like he's never seen sunlight before. The other man asked James to follow him to their car, I overheard the man tell James "we have your employer John in the car." The man talking to me brought me over behind the rink. "I'm agent Mzanek with the FBI, What exactly happened in there." I looked at him, he was serious, his blue eyes dug into my soul. "James and I were cleaning a-and we saw tones of clothes left all over the place, the weird thing is the clothes were pants and shirts and weird things that shouldn't be off." The agent got a serious look, "so you called because people left clothes?" I shook my head I was getting ready to tell him about it "well in the vent I found a body, a kids body." I was ready to puke, the agent still had a serious look. "In the vent was also a thing a thing with dozens of eyes." The agent patted my shoulder, "go home sir, your obviously seeing things.
James and I drove home in silence, normally we would listen to the radio but we were to disgruntled.