It was like ominous music was playing in their ears as they stood outside the old building. It looked terrible. What with all the overgrowth and the broken road and the off green of some of the trimming of the building that housed the killing machines. A large black van was parked a little down the road with cameras and power cords. The building was past the outskirts of the city, and the city was surrounded by nothing but forest, thus the cause of overgrowth. The first male, slightly bright short purple hair, pale skin, purple nails wearing black pants and a white shirt with a black security hat. His eyes were also purple, people called him Purple Guy, but his name was Vincent Man'roe.
Beside him was a slightly shorter male with unruly blackish brown hair with wood brown eyes. His pants were baggy and tucked into black boots. A sleek black t-shirt under a slightly dark purple shirt and a black security hat as well and finger-less gloves. His name was Mike Schmidt. Vincent had a slightly bored look on his face with crossed arms and Mike was slightly unnerved at the sight of the building.
Slightly off to the side of Mike was Jeremy Fitzgerald. He had short bright blond hair with dark blue eyes. Bangs covered the entirety of his right side of his face. His shirt was long-sleeved and a light blue with sleek black pants. He wasn't even interested all that much in going into the run-down building.
Then there was Scott Cawthon. The youngest, and shortest, of the four. His hair was short and black, with streaks of dark gray. Though he wasn't old, it was odd. He had black pants like the others but his shirt was a white and light blue plaid long-sleeved shirt with a black vest over it. Unlike the other three though, he wore glasses and had mid-tone gray eyes with green rimmed glasses. He wore black leather gloves, though the material was thin. He was wary of the reason why they were there.
"Man this place is a dump." Vincent commented lazily, looking at his painted nails before looking at Mike who made an angry sound. "Vincent, you know why we're here." Vincent rolled his eyes and sighed, stuffing his hands into his pockets. Scott was holding a tablet that could connect to any device that could be in there and working. Like the camera system.
"Yeah, yeah. But that doesn't mean this place doesn't have a creepy zombie vibe to it." Vincent muttered under his breath and Mike shot him a look that made Vincent look away from him and back at the building. Scott shifted nervously and said, "We should probably get in there before it gets any darker than what it already is." Then Jeremy added with a roll of his eyes, "Because I would not like to use the batteries unless I have to." Mike huffed and crossed his arms over his chest. "Alright fine. Let's just go. Scott do you have the cords?" Scott nodded his head affirmatively and Mike grinned. "Alright, let's get this over with."
To be continued...
