From: Hilzame Co
To: Miss Conner
Subject: Job Offer
Dear Miss Conner, I thank you for taking the time to read this E-Mail.
At the time we are currently working on a large scale project, and have received reference of your working need and skills. We will offer very good pay and living accommodations, you among two others will be assembled to re-establish-
I gawked at the construction site before me while standing at the door of my car, where a building stood alongside a wrecking ball crane.
-It is important that we hear back from you as soon as possible.
Hilzame Co.
I'll admit, I had skimmed through the entire rather long paragraph. At this time, while desperate for a job the main words I was interested in was Good Pay, Living Accommodations, and Mechanic. That was enough for me! Quickly replying before slamming my laptop shut I packed a duffel bag and made plans to set out of town as soon as possible.
A group of people began to approach me, one had on a business suit while a the other two wore every day casual clothes. Taking a deep breath I smiled, hoping it was convincing.
"Ah you must be Miss Conner, I was ecstatic to hear back from you." A tall man wearing a very expensive looking black suit exclaimed. His pastel purple tie seeming off on the attire he was wearing.
"Yes, well it certainly is a bit... much," my words failing me as I glanced back at the building. When it came to talking to people face to face I was a bit social-phobic.
"Isn't it, as a team we will restore this place to its former glory." the man beamed with exuberance. Also turning to stare at the building. "Before they begin construction we will be going in to take a tour around the inside, you know to get the feel of our project." the man said while facing the building. The group seemed to grow restless but I could feel the budding of curiosity in my chest.
"Oh yes introductions are in order. Meet your team Miss Conner; Reggie here is talented in computer programming, while Genevieve here is a professional costume designer." My brain short circuited... the computer programmer I can get, but a costume designer?
"Ah yes the rest of the crew will be here much later, they are also your clients... well your other clients besides my company- er, how about we get this show on the road!" He must have seen my blank face, as he was quick to change the topic. While I thought about what it was exactly we were working on here, our little group traveled the empty lot.
The closer we got to the building the more it seemed to loom ominously over us. The words that could have once proudly declared the building's name, now gone and faded over time. It was then I noticed the boy, Reggie, began to lag the closer we got to the doors.
"Welcome to, Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria." as if on cue the doors opened, the dust swirling out like a storm. I couldn't believe the amount that poured out but what I really was not prepared for the sudden outburst behind us. Everyone was spinning around to see Reggie high tailing it through the parking lot, I was consumed with confusion.
"Oh dear... and he's already signed the contract." the man who hired us sighed. I was very confused with what just happened. My confusion took a three sixty as Reggie was returned not even a minute later by a pair of police men.
"I quit! I won't work with you or have anything to do with this damn place!" Reggie's baritone voice shouted while he struggled with his captors. I could only watch with mild curiosity and fear, why had law enforcement officials been involved like this?
"I'm very sorry Mister Neil, but you had agreed on a legally binding contract. Therefore if you quit, we will sue you for all that you have for breaching our agreement." the man darkly said, as he referred to Reggie by last name chills ran up my spine.
"-but what about the clause?" Genevieve chirped in an exotic accent. She cocked her hip and rested a hand on her waist. She was beautiful, gorgeous red hair and blue eyes, slim body... while mine was under average.. it made me insecure. Wait-
"Contract?" I questioned, there was never anything mentioned about a contract, the man who hired us sighed before turning to me and glaring at Genevieve.
"Yes, there is the small matter of contracting you... and as for the clause." I stepped back at the sudden malice in his words when indicating to the clause of our contract. What had I gotten my self into?
"After five days of work, only- and- if you are not satisfied with your job. You may resign." his face was stony and cold. "Now Miss Conner, about your contract. You are a very special and important part of this project meaning yours is a special case." it scared me how he can be so menacing one second to friendly and sweet the next. Reggie had quieted down but dejectedly glared at the ground, while Genevieve clicked her tongue and glared at me. I fidgeted under all the stares directed at me.
"Any ways, we will be discussing this matter after the last tour this building will ever see," he clapped his hands together before motioning for us to enter. As we were herded through the door my lunch immediately wanted to exit my stomach.
"What the hell is that smell?!" Reggie exclaimed, I knew that smell, only because a possum had died in my house and after a week of not being found it started to smell exactly as it does now.
"Death," I hissed. Genevieve screamed as a dark blur ran right for us.