Upon entering the worn down animation factory, your ears are met with complete silence. On the floor, there is a crudely written diary entry. You decided you read it.
'I finally got two new workers today. Cranky and Diesel. They're doing great so far, but something seems...off about them. I mean, they're great at communication and they work day and night, but I just can't put my finger on what's up with them. Maybe they're just nervous.' You knew whose handwriting this was. It was Max's, the boss.
You decided to keep the letter, just incase.
You spent time looking around the factory, and so many memories came flooding back as you looked at the old posters you had created to show off your character designs. You spent so much time in your office it was unbelievable. However this place felt wrong. It was probably the scattered pieces of paper and the broken lights littering the now dark and eerie hallway. This hallway lead to the factories main machine. As you began turning around to look at some other areas of the factory, you hear a quiet coversation and the starting clank of the machine. You stopped in fear and slowly looked back at the hallway. You couldn't see or hear who it was, but two mysterious shadows loomed over the wall infront of you.
Gathering up your courage, you took a few steps forward and peered around the door. The two whispering figures took the form of a male and female, probably in their 20's. The females hair was in a ponytail, which was dyed black with blue in some areas. Her left arm and left leg were both made of prosthetic metal and a crowbar hung loosely on her silver belt. The word 'Cranky' was engraved on the front of the belt. The guy next to her also had jet black hair, slicked back. He was clad in black jeans and a leather jacket. What was also noticeable was his silver belt that was also engraved with the word 'Diesel'.
'So, these must be the new workers' you thought. You were quite worried about Max, as you hadn't seen him in years. However you had a niggling feeling at the back of your mind that maybe these two had something to do with his disappearance.
As you slipped out of your thoughtful state, you realised the two workers staring at you with an eerie calmness and as you stared back, you noticed Diesel reaching for what looked like a baseball bat covered in a black substance. You nervously managed to mutter a sentence. "Are you guys supposed to be here? This place shut down years ago..." You thought you'd get an answer and be on your way, but by the looks of it, you weren't getting what you wanted.
"Get them." Cranky said in two quick but calm words. Diesel obeyed this order and his body began pooling out onto the floor as the same black substance. You decided that this would be the best time to run.
You turned around and began running. Posters flew by your vision and a weird sound entered your hearing that consisted of liquid sloshing. You took a quick look back and noticed Cranky running behind what looked to be diesel spilling from every crevice in the walls and the floorboards. Not focusing on where you were going, you ran into a dark room and slammed the door closed before locking it. The footsteps seemed to have stopped but the deadly diesel continued to flow through the gap underneath the door. Perhaps, you'd be meeting the same fate as Max. The diesel surrounded you as you backed up against the wall, accepting that this will probably be your fate.
It was really difficult to see in the dark, but you knew Cranky was coming for you as a metal arm smashed through the door before unlocking the door as she slinked inside. "Oi Oi! I found them Diesel!" However as you went to run, she grabbed your shirt quickly. "Gotcha!" You felt yourself be thrown to the floor before a stinging pain entered your head. The last thing you saw was Cranky swinging the crowbar in your direction, bringing on more darkness than what was in the room...