I don't... I don't know if anyone is ever gonna see this or if anyone will ever get this far down in one piece to find it but I just... need to make this. 'Cause I might not get the chance later. My name is Dante Morgan. The year is 2005, day is- I have no fucking clue anymore. Sometime during August, somewhere around the 8th. Huh. Anyway.
I was one of the few who worked here. Before it all happened. One of the few who weren't aware of the true intentions behind the company's... practice. It's true motives. But even then I was aware of the kind of people that ran the place. Either you were in someone's pocket, or somebody was in yours. Didn't matter. I worked in the Daycare as a supervisor and I could see that. Hell, I was a janitor before that and it was still obvious. But I never would have thought - even on my most wildest days - it would all lead... to this.
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Dante Morgan, ex-employee of the Playtime Co. Factory, and the only known survivor after the mysterious Playtime Co. disappearances. After all the employees vanished without a trace, along with his coworkers, he spent the next 10 years dwelling, on his past and his present.
Now he dwells on the future he may not live to see.
After receiving an anonymous letter along with a VHS tape with a - to say the least - strange message telling him to find some flower, he returns to the abandoned however still standing establishment. Drawn to it like a moth to the flame, Dante opens those entrance doors and once he enters, he feels a cold sensation creep down his spine.
Like he just signed his own death warrant.
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