I had always been warned about strangers, not to trust them, ever. Especially if they are in a bunny suit asking you to go into the back room. Now here I am, dead. At least I wish I was dead. I am in between, I guess. The thing is, when you are in between, you need to be in something, you need a vessel. The first one told me that, he was helpful. I'm not dead, i'm much worse than dead. I spend my days getting thrashed around by rusty mechanics, having no control of the suit you are in, it's horrible. The first one told me the only way I can get out of this in between state, is to save the others, which basically means we have to kill a man. Every night, we roam the halls looking for him, but we see the wrong man. The problem is when the computer takes over and stuffs him in a suit. Another person, dead, and left in this suit. I always cry when I see the man dead, because he did nothing wrong, he was just at the wrong place at the wrong time.
I saw my mom at the front of the building when she heard I was dead, that was the worst part. I want her to come back so I can tell her i'm not dead, but I haven't seen her since. When we are roaming at night, we always walk past the back room, which has since been boarded up - hidden - no one knows it exists except us. Us and the man in the purple suit.