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"Death Valley"
-Fall Out Boy
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"Lets get you wasted and alone"
•-•
                          
It was Saturday. 
                          
    The thoughts have been rushing through my head, I'm having trouble working efficiently. The thoughts of being alone haunted me. 
                          
It scared me. 
                          
       I did my usual rounds, checking machinery, checking if any arcade machines needed to be fixed, etc etc. 
                          
   There weren't nearly as many guests here as there was before the last incident. 
                          
Parents don't trust the franchise anymore. 
                          
       And frankly, neither do I. 
                          
     Julian never failed to give me the creeps. I would often catch him staring. It freaked me out, nonetheless. 
                          
•———•
                          
6:30pm.. 
   
I stood on the stage, checking the lights. A blue one caught my attention, as it wasn't shining as brightly as it should. 
                          
   I walk over to it and opened the small compartment. I started replacing the wires and screws. 
                          
    I accidentally let my thoughts take over for a split second. Only for a split second. 
                          
    But sometimes losing focus for a split second can still fuck everything up.
                          
  I accidentally touched one of the open wires, causing a shock to run through my arm, plus the hot wire piercing through my skin. 
                          
"Gah!" I shouted in pain, holding my wounded arm. 
                          
    I quickly got off the stage and started heading towards Henry's office. 
                          
Willy Wonka the child murderer stopped me. 
                          
"What the hell did you do?" He asked, crossing his arms. 
                          
"It was an accident, chill out." I said. "Now let me through so I can go to Henry's office." 
                          
   "I don't think Henry would appreciate having to deal with you, let alone possibly damaging expensive machinery." 
                          
    I rolled my eyes. "Of course you would be the one to care more about technology than a live human." I sarcastically said. 
                          
   He lead me to his office. "Just let me deal with it." 
                          
    I sat down on the couch, holding my bleeding arm. "Did you damage the uniform?" He asked, digging through his desk drawers. 
                          
"No, I had the sleeves rolled up." 
                          
   "That's good. Don't want you destroying more than you already have." 
                          
      He pulled bandages out. "Should've used those when you basically tried killing yourself.." I mumbled sarcastically. 
                          
    He chuckled at this before sitting next to me. He took my arm into his cold hands. 
                          
"Your hands are cold." I said without thinking.
                          
     "Like my heart, according to you." He joked. 
                          
"Oh please, you don't have a heart." 
                          
   He wrapped my arm in the bandages and smiled his smile.
                          
    "..Do you want to know why I wanted you in here?" He asked. I turned to look at him. 
                          
"..Yeah, I guess?" 
                          
   He cleared his throat. "I've noticed your lack of focus during your tasks, what's going on with that?" 
                          
   I was quiet for a second. "It's nothing." 
                          
 He didn't buy it. "I know something's up. So I'd recommend telling me." 
                          
   I sighed, annoyed that he keeps pushing. "I feel alone despite having friends and family around me all the time."
                          
   He smiled the smile. "Y/n, there's something you don't understand."
                          
   I was confused. "What do I not understand?" I asked.
                          
   He looked me dead in the eyes. "Y/n. Do you remember when you asked me why I killed the kids? Do you remember that you asked me why I killed them when I already had everything I wanted?" 
                          
   "..Where are you going with this..?" I asked, suspiciously.
                          
  He just chuckled. "Y/n, do you remember when I said you wouldn't understand because you weren't in my situation?" 
                          
  I nod slowly. "You're in my situation now. You're feeling how I was feeling. You're going through what I am. You'll start feeling urges soon, just wait." 
                          
    "No- no, no. I'm not like you."
                          
    He took my hand. "You're just like me. I can help you through this, Y/n. I can help you. Just stay with me."
                          
My heart rate was speeding up by the second. I didn't know what I should do. He spoke up.
                          
               "Do you trust me?"