The Ones Who Remain
The warehouse was all but unoccupied.
Just that morning, all the food and beverage equipment had left.
Kim wheeled around, looking for anyone.
She stopped at the break room.
"Hey," Darcy the coffee maker said. "Looking for anyone?"
Kim wheeled up to her.
"Yeah, the place is dead." Darcy added. "The Fan Club in the food equipment room might be your best bet. Or, there's a very chatty desk lamp in the Head of the Ride Department's office."
"Desk Lamp?" Kim asked.
"Yeah, the head of that department brought in something from home."
Kim wheeled down the hall.
A red desk lamp sat on the desk, chatting with a computer.
"All right, so Baron's online," a deep male voice said. "Hold on, Miss Bonnie, I got a ping from Stratus. He's online."
Kim entered the office.
The desk lamp craned her neck.
"Don't I know you from somewhere?" the lamp asked. "It's been thirty years."
"Bonnie?" Kim asked.
Bonnie nodded.
"I've moved on up in the world since we last talked." the red lamp said proudly. "I was dumped off at a repair shop for a broken neck, then I spent a while in a kid's room. He kept me for years and now he's making sure these big fellas get properly cared for."
Kim blinked.
Bonnie's computer friend blinked. "I'm getting another ping. They need someone to clean up the Haunted Manor. Workmen are on their way."
Kim wheeled out of the office. She froze right before a couple men dragged her out.
"At least I know Bonnie's okay." Kim thought.