If you just look farther past the orange VHS tapes, past the countless curtains of slime falling out of the blue, the logos, the bumpers, theme songs, and even the toys, I have made an adventure there. This is the alleged story.

I'm Sydney. I have worked at Nickelodeon studios since I was 14 in 1994. I am now 27 in 2007. Today, August 1, 2007, I had to bid my final farewell to the studio that shaped my mind, career, and memory for who I am. As I walked towards this now vacant memory sanctuary, you wouldn't be able to tell from the outside it was Nick studios! As for me, I could still note the place of the odd-shaped, splat-ish Nick logo that declared the studio's place, now a matter of a grey outline of the shape. Yep, everything Nick-related was gone from the outside. But if you're a die-hard '90s kid like me whom this was like their metaphorical, imaginary parent, you didn't care. You had to go in now while the gettin's good, before this gets plastered over with some millennial, cringey, annoyance that stabs your inner child's thought with a dagger.

I noted the fountain fixture in place of the infamous slime geyser, the time capsule now dug up and moved, for some dumb reason or another. I pass by the still-working automatic sliding doors, greeted with that thrift store smell of the entrance hallway. Naturally, the elevator didn't work, so I climbed a turned-off escalator like steps, dying inside from what waited for me at the top;

A chalkboard with:

"Goodbye is just a word.

It starts as soon as it ends.

Never forget where you came from.

You know who you are."

Dating back to July 5th, 2007, A.K.A. the announcement of the studio's closing. Alicia signed the bottom.

That was the day. Where we took our turns asking "what ifs" for the shows we worked with.

"What if slime was NEVER invented?"

"What if KCA shows NEVER existed?"

"What if we never gone in with the orange color-cult , and stayed with the 'silver ball' of the '80's to this very day?"

I walked on, only to hurt emotionally even more. Murals of the Rugrats, Ren & Stimpy, Catdog, Rocko, and The Angry Beavers graced the primarily white walls. The carpet was black with neon swirls of all colors, to make it look like you were in an actual Nicktoon!

Then, I remembered. I had left a letter to my friend in the bathroom, behind a sink mirror, a place where only we knew to store it without no one looking. What was it about, you ask? Just some proven-true spells that Alicia created to revive the "souls" of the'90's Nick characters/props. We kept it between ourselves, hid it well, because again she told me:

These spells are 100% accurate. Only we are tried and true enough to handle them. They get into the wrong hands, and, I'd rather not talk about it!

The bathroom as I remembered, had slime splat-like patterns of green on the floor. How clever! In fact, I came up with that idea!

It was the 3rd one to the right, I quickly remembered. As I used a pencil to scootch it out, nothing.

M-Maybe, it's another one, I thought.

Nothing but debris fell out from behind the mirror.

It was gone.

With someone else.

I was screwed.