Darkness, silence, disaster, death.
That was all that awaited every employee who stepped into the elevator at Circus Baby's Rentals. The facility was cursed, the rumours spreading faster than the Black Plague. After all, nobody had returned from their shift alive. They ensured that.
The bodies because rag dolls, a method of escape. However, they all ripped apart whenever they tried to use them. After that came the dreaded repairs, a torturous process that no man could hear to endure.
Fortunately, none of them were men, correct?
The employees eventually possessed the lesser creations, and one never received an endoskeleton. Eventually they'd be left behind, trapped underground for all eternity with no hopes of escape.
But.....that's another story.
A story that has no significance nor impacts this tale of heartbreak and sorrow.
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A Brother's Sorrow (adopted from @Eris345)
FanfictionSo anyway I adopted this story from @Eris345 who wrote the original story. Please check it out it was pretty good. I'm going to tweak it to fit more of a darker theme. Chris (the crying child) wakes up after a week in comatose to find that his older...
