Your vision blurred as you slowly awoke from...what happened? You held your head for a second before standing up slowly. You had awoken in the machine room. As you began to leave, you saw something shiny glinting in the corner. You picked it up and it was a set of old keys. You decided to see what room it led to.
After trying for a while, you finally located the room the keys belonged to. It was Max's office. Stepping inside, you were istantly surprised at how messy it was. Paper lay strewn across the floor and desk. His once working desk lamp was now smashed into pieces on the floor. It was ironic, seeing this room, as Max must have been the neatest person you'd ever met. You laughed slightly when memories of him and his OCD came back. You remember the days of him telling you off for 'not keeping the factory and its rooms in check.' However Max was nowhere near harsh or bossy. He was always joking around and making new and old workers feel like they belonged there. Max was a great guy to work with, even if he was a pain in the ass due to his OCD or his teasing nature. There was one thing that stood out in the destroyed room. A brown note on his desk that lay ontop of all of the other bits of paper.
'Cranky and Diesel won't let me anywhere near the machine room. Everytime I go near the thing, they dash in and lock the door. Say they're busy. Those guys are getting stranger by the minute. They're up to something. I know it.'
Curious, you decided to go back to the machine and have a look around. However, as you went back, you discovered that the room was locked. The next thing to do was to check out your old office. Like, Max's room, yours was also a mess, and another note stood out that was stapled onto the door.
'If you ever come back here, i'm sorry. I'm sorry for the concussion you got when the staircase broke. I'm so sorry that you had to quit your job because of a stupid accident that could have been prevented. A month after you left, Cranky and Diesel were hired. But i'll tell you something, them guys...they're going to kill us. I can sense it. There are so many signs. Tom, our other worker, has already died by their hands...or the machines...functions. I don't know why they're doing it, but they're coming after the rest of us next. Me, Darryl, Densel and so on and so forth. I can hear the starting clank of the machine. Maybe that concussion and job leave was worth it. I'll tell you something else too, when you've read this note, leave. Run as far as you can away from this damned place. It won't be up for much longer, neither will we.-Max'
You were now officially creeped out. This place was sinister, and as you turned around...You noticed Cranky standing in the doorway. No weapon seemed to be there, but her arms were folded calmly. "What do you think you're doing?"