The Night Rolls On

Ch. 2

Ryan sat there, frozen in his swivel chair. Staring at the rotten and decayed rabbit who seemed to stare back with a maliciously piercing look in its eyes. "So..." Ryan started but couldn't finish, he usually didn't talk aloud during his long lonely shifts, so he was surprised by his own voice blurting out from behind his teeth. Some part of him feared that the being, who has to be well over six feet to be seen in the camera by such an angle, could hear him. Is that why he said it out loud?

Thinking for a solid minute and then deciding to blame it on the subconscious part of his mind for blurting out did calm his nerves. He knew better, there was no way the thing could hear him as it was near the second exit, which as on the complete opposite side of the building, plus the mechanics of the thing looked as if they barely worked. At least that's what he thought. The mold in the wiring could explain the smell...

Ryan shook his head at the thought. No, it didn't. The rabbit smelt way worse than a mold infestation. This prompted him to check this out himself, rising from the chair. In doing so he set his tablet down and turned the screen of it off. Soon feeling a pit in his stomach that he tried to ignore. Walking out of the eroded office, he was met with the exit that he and the other employees primarily used to get in and out of the attraction. It was tempting to walk through into the second loggy of the building, meant for the customers who had completed the tour of the attraction, as that's where the actual working drink machine as located. He decided against abandoning his mission, walking off towards the tenth camera's location. He trekked through the building, not bothering to appreciate the endless number of props that he had cleaned and hung up himself, which was the majority of them as the Day-shift left it all for him to do rather than helping him out. He couldn't do much about it though so he couldn't complain.

Advancing through the halls lined with sounds and scents of the locations previous life as a children's entertainment company base. Speakers giving out soft childish laughs, hidden scent dispenser softly brushing the air with popcorn and candy scents.

But we can't afford a second working drink machine.

Ryan had thought this to himself, scowling at the thought of his penny-snatching bosses, with the possible money they would be cranking out of this place when it opened you'd think they'd put proper care into employees and drink machines, rather than a sound system that Ryan could've set up with his old 2015 phone.

As his feet reached the end of the hallway that lead to the camera ten's exit door, he gave a frown. He was expecting to see the rabbit from earlier, to be able to see the figure lit up by the red exit signs bright light, but he didn't. The rabbit was gone.

Confusion stormed Ryan's head as he tried to comprehend the situation. He swore that the rabbit wouldn't have been able to function, or even, walk properly. Unless there were someone in the building who moved it? That didn't make sense either, he would've heard the clattering of the metal. Soon, Ryan anxiously decided to return to the office to check on the security cameras, however, before he could even turn around he was hit by the demented sent from twice before, but it was so much worse. So bad, that it had caused Ryan start to gag, meaning he did not hear the approaching of metallic feet behind him.

Ryan suit had his shirt collar slapped over his mouth as he turned to face whatever what was the source of the smell. Staining only a foot away was the rabbit, staring at him. The damages to the thing were shocking, but not as shocking as when Ryan's collar was snatched from his hand, grabbed by the robot, and then he was flung into the door. As his back landed against the handle it flew open, causing Ryan to land in the lobby. He laid there for what felt like an hour, more or less in shock of what had just happened.

What.

This was his only comprehendible thought for the minutes of just laying there. He got up once the pain of being flung against the door like a toy set in, he tried but failed to massage the upper vertebrae of his back. He got up realizing he'd have the trek back through the attraction get back to his office The second lobby's door was locked and his keys were resting on the office desk beside his bag. Ryan give a side looking towards the drink machine that barely worked, " at this rate I'll be more busted than you from this job..." he thought reaching for the handle of the door, opening it and walking back inside of the attraction. The door shutting behind him.