Author's Note: My editor is still MIA please bear with me


I stared at the spot that was once occupied by a couple hundred pounds of rusty metal. The spot where I left said hundred pounds of metal, was empty! Did someone take it? Oh man, Vincent is so gonna fire me. Not caring that it was dark I had to find it, I began to blindly look around. flinching, as a twig snapped a distance away.

"Hello?" maybe I could find it in the morning, yea that sounds like a plan. Racing to the door I jiggled the knob, it was locked! I started to knock. The whirring of gears was behind me, I began banging my fist against the door.

"Anyone in there!" I called out desperately. The heavy footfalls fell right at my heels.

"Whe-where-am I?- do you th-think-think- We-welcome to-to-" I screamed as the bubble of fear inside me burst. I spun around to see two dimly lit eyes stare at me, my back firmly welded to the door. It's eyes were glowing the faintest of blue with green tinting the outer rim of its eye balls.

"please don't hurt me, " I whimpered as my hands covered my face. My wrist was pulled out in front of me with an iron grip. I could feel the metallic limbs bruising my bone. It probably wanted to snap it right off since it didn't earlier. My arm was pulled up and my feet hovered less than an inch off the floor. This shouldn't even be happening!

My arm popped in defiance, any longer and it would pop out of the socket. I was soon face to face with the metal skeleton. My back still biting into the door-

"What's with all the-" I cried out as I fell back, as soon as the door opened I was dropped. The endoskelaton frozen with it hand raised and open. It's jaw hung open revealing the inner workings of it s skull.

"Jesus, that thing's not coming in here." Genevieve screeched with a hand over her heart. She glared at me, before trying to close the door on me. Or more like on my ribs I was still in the door way!

"At least let me in!" I held the door away from colliding with my body.

"Didn't they tell you? We each got our own trailers." she sneered as if it was super obvious while I had been oblivious. More likely I was never told.

"No?" I quickly scuttled away from the door looking up at her as my back now pressed against the metallic machine behind me. I wasn't sure what was scarier the endoskeleton or the unkempt sleepy form of Genevieve. Her eyeliner was smeared around her eyes giving them a sunken look. They didn't ever tell me.

"Then... where do I go?" I stared at her with pleading eyes. I felt so insecure. It felt like a familiar situation, the rejection- the cold words... those words came back to echo inside my mind.

I Can't Cry -all of the emotion fell off my face. I stared at her with a calculating and far off look. Her anger dissolved into confusion.

"Where would we be staying?" clipped. My voice was clipped, if she didn't care nor shown interest in being friendly neither would I. Don't be weak.

"Two trailers down... are, are you-

"I'm peachy Genevieve, good night." with that said I shot to my feet and ran into the skeleton. With a split second decision grabbed the rusty forearm that threatened to splinter mine and attempted to drag it myself to the trailer I was assigned.

" Hey wait don't you need help? That things too heav-

"No," I spat behind me as I accomplished a good pain staking yard of distance away from the trailer she occupied. Her door had long ago closed and I struggled to keep dragging it. Huffing and puffing I couldn't get it budge no longer. My eyes burned, and my legs gave out. I was draped over the endoskeleton, my energy being spent and my muscles burned.

"Rule-rule... d-don't touch..." my eye's closed. I could feel my shoulders being squeezed, I felt like I was floating in the air. A blanket of darkness welcomed me.


A little girl who plays alone.

The little girl who'd rather be safe than sorry,

In her room no one knows. What truly happens behind closed doors.

One blue eye that looks so sad, the other sealed tight.

It's shades not right.

Sitting up, my vision swam. I was in... a bed. In, a room? Hunching over I held my head, I haven't had those nightmares since I've left. Why now... that's right- my eyes narrowed as I thought, Genevieve triggered it.

"Get it together..." I rubbed my temples. The memories subsiding. How did I get in here? The room was plain but my gaze froze on the right corner opposite of me.

On the floor was the parts that had been in the box and the endoskeleton wearing one of the masks it wore the brown one- with a worn out top hat. It sat slumped over, the empty sockets where the eyes were had an empty haunting look.

"Guess you don't like to be naked eh?" a nervous chuckle came out as I avoided looking at it. The sound of gears rumbled. It tilted it's head, I really didn't like the way it stared at me. No, I it could be coincidence. Sitting up against the wall I winced as my shoulders throbbed.

"What the-" rolling the short sleeve aside I gaped at the identical bruises marring my skin. I couldn't remember how those got there.

"Hey, I'm just er, checking to see if you made it alright." Genevieve was knocking at the door. I stared out at it until the silence stretched out into an awkward one.

"That was... different." I muttered as I ran a hand through my hair. She actually came to check on me? I glanced at the mechanical skeleton and shivered. I still had to work on it. "...long day ahead of me..." I thought about yesterday... and the talk with Reggie.

"The Chip!" I hopped out of bed almost regretting it as my shoulders throbbed painfully. I had left the chipset in the other trailer with- stooping over to the floor I began looking through the parts closest to me. I knew it was in here, it had to be!

"Where is it?" I repeated over and over, becoming panicked. A soft squeak made me recoil- my stuffed bear was there along with it's hat.

"Oh!" Gently picking it up the top hat fell off. A slight noise was made inside the hat. The chip was inside the hat...someone had hid it in there? Why? I glanced at the dormant machine. The sunlight hit it directly allowing me to see the maroon layers of rust on it's body. I could just run to Reggie's then start on it when I come back.

"I won't be long." I muttered towards the endoskeleton. Feeling my face burn, honestly I was scared to be around it especially after last night but it left me interested enough to stick around.

Glancing back at it I softly smiled, it didn't look so scary in the daylight. Especially with the mask on it.