You stare in shock at Cranky in the doorway. "What have you done with my friends?"
Cranky shrugs carelessly. "What's it matter to you?" She says in a bored tone. "They're my friends." You fire back. Cranky sighs. "Follow me." She leans off the door and begins to step back. You follow her.
She leads you through the hallway and down the stairs to an area that you had never seen before. This must have been built after you had left, because you had never seen it in the time you worked there. Cranky suddenly turns around and pushes you down infront of someone who looked very familiar. "Watch them. I've got stuff to do and the last thing I need is any distractions." She turns around and marches off.
Diesel stares at you for a second before bending down and grabbing your sleeve, pulling you up. After this, he began to slowly walk off into the direction he came from. You follow him slowly. "Why don't you talk?" The strange and mysterious man just shrugged. "Well, if you don't want to answer that, how about, where are we going? What are we doing?" Diesel however, does the same action, and blanks you. You were about to open your mouth again, but a strange sound entered your ears, much like a muffled groan. "What was that?" You stopped in your tracks, but Diesel continued forward as if he had heard no strange sound at all. 'I've had enough of this now.' You thought. You waited till he was a few steps infront of you, then proceeded to begin to open the door. However, as you almost fully opened the door, a black, leather gloved hand slammed down on the door and shut it. "Don't."
You turn around. "What's going on Diesel?! What is all of this?! I have a right to know. I used to work here, and wether it was my choice or not to leave, I deserve to know!" Diesel stares emotionlessly at you, then began slowly opening the door in a defeated yet uncaring way. In the room, there was an enormous machine, twice the size of you. It was majestic and beautiful, even if it was uncomplete. Yet, whoever was building it, had left the finishing pieces next to the machine. Then, you had saw what had made the moaning noise, and it haunted you. Your friends, crouched up in the corner at the back, duct tape over their mouths and rope binding their wrists together. Suddenly, they moan in fear, but their eyes seemed to be locked on whatever was behind you. But as you began to turn around, a sharp metal object hit the back of your head, rendering you unconcious once again.
you awoke in the room, surrounded by your friends. You tried to move closer to them, but something quickly grabbed a hold of you, laughing. "Woah, what're you doing?" Cranky had a huge smile on her face. You felt like a child as she talked to you in a sarcastic and patronising way. You felt like you had been caught trying to sneak out of the house and was instead grounded. "Keep still, I haven't finished tying you up yet." You stay still in shock as she finishes tying your hands up. "There we go, nice and tight. Can't have you wandering off now, can we?" You watch her closely as she wanders over to the machine, fondly placing a hand on its side and looking up at it in admiration.
"This machine was my idea. The bigger, the better, they say. I fell in love with the old, smaller one, and I just knew I had to build another. This, is the result. Four years I have kept these guys here. I have to say, we have waited very patiently for your arrival. Finally, you have come. Soon, my machine, will be complete. Now, with these last pieces, I shall create a machine only true mechanics will love. My dream, will finally, come true."
Cranky places three cogs into the slot on the side of the machine, which sway lightly. She then pulls a switch downwards, which makes the cogs turn slowly, then gain speed. She steps back. "Behold, my beauty! I have planned you for years, and now you are complete! Behold, my creation! My dream! MY MACHINE!"
The machine was in full power now, but Cranky's mental unstableness made the machine's functions look more frightening than beautiful. Suddenly, Darryl breaks out of his bounds and tackles her to the floor. Max also breaks out of the rope and runs over to the workers, helping them. Diesel strides in towards you, and you were so surprised at why he was helping you. Didn't he want to kill you a few hours ago? As if Max could read your mind, he runs over to you and roughly grabs you. His hands shook, and sweat dripped down his face like he had been in a furnace or a sauna. "One will protect you, the other, will try to kill you. But for now, we must run. Just trust me on this one."
You nod and jump up, followed by the other workers. You turn around, but that was a bad idea. You witnessed an horrific sight of Darryl ontop of Cranky, being stabbed in the back, then the side, then the head before being tossed off by the aggressive and mentally insane woman. Max also seen this, and grabbed your arm. "Not now. We need to go." You ran with the workers. So many emotions were swimming around in your head. Where was Diesel? You didn't see him back there when you turned around. Maybe he had ran too?
3 months later
You and Max had told the police everything, but there was no sign of Cranky and Diesel. You stood infront of the coffin, looking down at Darryl. Sorrow filling what was left of your already drained heart. He was gone now. Cranky killed him. She was a lunatic. One that had hatred for anything alive. Had a lust for torture, and craved the suffering of others. Egotistical and evil. Could not truly feel compassion. She was a demon from hell. A demon, that stood behind the tree, watching.