Sid
"Out of my way, idiots!" Sid yelled pushing his way to the front of the line.
"Sid, I see you're the same as usual, just enter."
Sid entered the building to a dazzling arcade. He looked at all the odd games and found a claw machine. "Cool, a rocket is up for grabs." After a few tries, he got the rocket and walked to a door marked 'Toy Story.' He entered and saw himself holding a rocket and a paper that read...
Here lies the troubled Sid,
toy torture is what he did.
He got a new toy,
to bring him joy,
but it brought death to the kid.
Sid blinked and saw a dog in front of him. It's eyes were sewn shut and it's body seemed ripped inside out. The dog growled and its silver teeth shined in the sun. "Nice doggy," Sid said backing up. The dog ran towards him with it's disease ridden paws leaving acid wherever it stepped. Sid turned and ran down a crooked hallway to an old rotted door. He grabbed the decayed doorknob, and ran in slamming the door in the dogs face.
Sid turned and looked at his surroundings. They were much like his room... without the decay. "Now how am I going to get out of here!" Sid yelled throwing his rocket at a desk under the window. The blinds opened, the sun glare magnified through a magnifying glass, and ignited the rocket. "What's that noise," he said turning to the desk. The rocket flew towards him and exploded, his remains flew into the walls, and his head splattered on the ceiling.