Author's Note:
No, I didn't read the creepy pasta that is about Treasure Island, I actually found out about there being one after I came up with the idea for this story and was doing research on what really closed down the island. Sadly I have no idea. No one seems to know the real reason since the company closed it like they did. Could it have been because of bacteria in the water? Possibly. Florida is known for their waters to have bacteria living in it. Could it have been the care the animals received, or in some cases, lack thereof? Once again, possibly. As for where the idea came from, I'd have to say a mix of my knowledge of Treasure Island being deserted and from recently watching GassyMexican's let's play of Five Nights on Treasure Island. If the creepy pasta is what that was made from, please let me know. I tried to avoid doing any research on that while writing to keep my ideas free of the creepy pasta's. After this gets finished (about the time you'll probably be reading this since I try not to post things that are incomplete) I'll look it up and read it for myself.
Chapter 0
October 31, 2015
1:01 am
"Can we get out now?" Amanda whispered over to her friend. "Hiding out in a stall isn't exactly fun."
"Harley still hasn't sent the all clear yet." Aleta said, pulling out her phone to check on the time again only to notice a minute tick by. She sighed before stowing her phone back in her pocket just in time for it to buzz. She looked at it, the light of the screen being the brightest light in the red bathroom, as a smile grew on her face.
"Finally!" Amanda said, standing up from her seat of the toilet.
"Shush!" Aleta growled. "We still have the security guards to worry about."
"Well let's just hurry up and get to the island." Amanda hissed back.
"You sure get grumpy this late at night." Aleta said, pushing open the stall door to let them in more of the exit's emergency glow.
"What can I say, I like my sleep." Amanda said, following her friend out of the restroom.
"You didn't have to come then." Aleta pointed out, keeping an eye out as they made sure they were alone.
They rushed towards the docks before Amanda said, "But I wanna see what's on that island."
Aleta rolled her eyes as the two made it down the dock. They looked out into the Bay Lake, the island almost calling out to them with a glow that showed even the deserted island was to waste electricity during the night.
"There you two are!" a male voice hissed.
The two looked down to see Harley putting on a life jacket over his Disney Park uniform while Luke was putting the oars in place.
"We are not rowing, are we?" Amanda asked, surprised Harley didn't get a motor boat.
"We're trying to sneak, aren't we?" Harley pointed out. "No one's supposed to go over there."
"You don't think there's really some killing germ over there, do you?" Aleta laughed, dropping into the boat.
"Naw, that's just something paranoid people came up with." Luke threw off. "Come on, I wanna see what's still over there."