p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"strongFive Nights at Team Crafted's /strong/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"emChapter Two:/em/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"emTo Job or Not to Job/em/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"strongem-...-/em/strong/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler walked into his house, 6:30 in the morning, just getting home from his job. He took off his messenger bag and let it fall to the floor by the couch in the living room. He noticed nobody was in the room, however the TV was on with a low volume and the lamp on the side table next to the couch was on. He heard a noise coming from the kitchen, deciding to go see whom was awake at the time. When he walked in, he saw his mother. She smiled at him, walking over to greet him./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""You're back!" She yawned. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""And you're up early." Tyler said./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""I couldn't sleep. I was about to make myself something to drink. Would you like anything?" She asked. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Water." Tyler said and his mother turned away to get glasses from a cabinet. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""How was your first night?" She asked, not looking back as she worked./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler hesitated. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""It was good. Nothing big happened."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Really?" His mother replied. "So you think you'll be able to handle the hours?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Yeah. I'm kinda tired though. Still not completely used to it." /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Changing sleeping patterns is not easy." /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" His mother finished fixing the drinks and gave Tyler his glass of water. He took a sip from it, but nothing more. The two walked back into the living room, his mother taking a seat on the couch. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Aren't you tired at all?" He asked her. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""I am now that I know you had a good time at your first job." She smiled. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler sighed and nodded his head. He then told her he'd be in his room, and walked out of the room. Down the hallway, he reached his room and walked in, closing the door behind him. A bed to the side, night stand, book shelves, and a computer set up. He placed the water down on the night stand and took a seat on his bed. He laid down, facing the ceiling. He let out a long sign./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""There is no way in hell I can fall asleep." He said. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" The images of the animatronics out of place flashed in his him. They were scary. He'd seen them all the time when he was little, but only now knew what they really were. He didn't want to go back. Not at all. I mean, who in their right mind would want to return any way? Tyler had all the right not too. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler took his phone out from his pocket and turned it on. The screen was bright and he blinked a few times. No messages. The time was 6:35. Tyler yawned and turned over. He placed the phone on the side table. The fan blew cold air down and he stayed there doing nothing. After awhile, not being able to clear his mind, he got under the covers and tried to sleep. at first it was hard, but exhausted, he was. /p
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p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" It was 3:35 PM when Tyler woke up. The light shined through his windows. He yawned and slowly got up. For a few peaceful moments he forgot about everything from last night. Until he realize he was still in his uniform. He shook his head and grabbed the water he left of the side table, chugging it down. That's when he noticed his phone light up. A text. He grabbed it, setting the water down, and read it./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"emFrom: Shelby/em/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"em"How was your first night on the job?"/em/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler paused. He could tell her it was creepy as hell or lie and say it was alright. Instead, he didn't answer. If she asked, he could say he was asleep. Or wait until later, at least. Tyler got up and placed his phone on his desk, sitting down in his leather chair in front of the computer. Turning the computer on, he waited for the monitor to light up. It didn't take very long. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Logging on, he didn't really have a set thing in mind to do. serf the internet? He wondered about his twitter, tumblr, and so on. He watched a few videos, but didn't have the spirit to do any more. That was, of course, because last night still bothered him greatly. He wanted to look it up. He wanted to look up the park's history, as well as anything about the show or comic series for Team Crafted. But honestly, would any of that have information. True info? If so, then the place would have been long go by now. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"But Tyler wasn't helpless. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""He said his phone number was in the office." Tyler spoke to himself, trying to think of possibilities. "He said Mr. Aviator has it. Could it be in my paperwork?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Getting up, Tyler looked around his room for his bag. He frowned when he realized he left it out by the front door. Shoving his phone into his pocket, he walked out of his room and down the hall. He walked into the living room, expecting to find his parents or siblings, but none were there. Or right, it was 3:55 PM during the week. They were probably all out places. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler got his bag and dug through it. One thing he had forgotten he'd had in there were his papers. They were hiding in a pocket that was zipped up. He took them and flipped through them , searching. The phone number he was looking for was not there. But a smirk came onto his face. He still found useful information. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"What was he looking for? He was looking for an answer to his question - To job or not to job? And to find his answer, he was going to need to speak with the Phone Guy, Bashur. The papers included information such as where Bashur was located, but that was it. And it was all Tyler needed. Bashur was staying at the local hospital, Memorial./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Getting his car keys, sticking the papers back into the bag, then taking the bag, Tyler walked around, getting ready to leave. He fixed his hair, changed out of his work clothes, And locked the house as he walked out the door. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler reached the hospital in no more then twenty minutes, pulling into the front parking lot. He walked into the front lobby, gulping as it seemed like eyes were watching him. There was an old lady reading a book, a few people walking around a gift shop, some nurses walking around, and a young blonde lady working at the desk. She looked at him when he walked to the desk./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""How can I help you?" She asked,/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""I'm here to, uh, see a patient." Tyler said, glancing around. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Visit? What's their name?" She turned to a notebook on the desk, preparing to flip through. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Um. Bashur...er..." Tyler mentally freaked out. He couldn't remember the man's last name. "Bashur..."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"The woman chuckled at Tyler's misfortune. "Bashur Green?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"It amused the lady more when Tyler hardly gave an answer./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Bashur Green came in a week or two ago for head injuries. Is that whom you're looking for?" She asked./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Y-Yeah! Him!" Tyler nodded. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Bashur isn't a very popular name, sweetheart. You got lucky this time." She joked, playing with a pen while the book was open to Bashur Green's information. "Now. I know you're not a family member or close friend. How are the two of you connected?" /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""W-we're co-workers!" Tyler said, turning to get his papers out to prove it. He placed it on the desk and pointed to the area that spoke of Bashur Green. The woman read it over and the nodded to Tyler. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Co-workers, huh? You must be new then." The woman smiled. "As so, I can only let you stay for half an hour to discuss whatever you need, while close friends and family get hours."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""That's fine." Tyler replied./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""He's on the 3rd floor, room 203." The woman said, pointing to the right. "The elevators are that way. Stairs on to the left." /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Thank you." Tyler was quick to leave the front desk./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Half an hour, okay!" She reminded him and he gave her a thumbs up before disappearing off to the elevators. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler found his way to the third floor, stepping out onto the level. The halls were dim and only one or two people could be seen. Not a busy floor, huh? Tyler began walking one way, following the numbers on the side of the doors. It was only when he reached the end of the hall did he finally find the room. light from the large windows made this side of the building look light up. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler knocked before walking in. It was a polite thing to do. Walking inside, he closed the door behind him./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Hello?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" The same voice he heard on the phone now called out. Only this voice was a bit more cracked./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Hello." Tyler said, walking into view of Bashur, whom sat in his hospital bed, a small laptop in front of him./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Bashur gave the teen a half smile. "Can I help you?" /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Oh! Um, you're...You're, um, the phone guy. Bashur." Tyler's words mixed up. "I'm the new guy. The one Mr. Aviator hired in your place." /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Bashur's eyes grew and he closed the laptop. "Oh." /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler laughed. "Yeah. Oh." /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Bashur shifted so that he sat up straight. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Well." He gulped. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""I've got thirty minutes, but I will only be here for a few minutes." Tyler started, avoiding eye contact. "I wanted to ask you a few questions. I hope you don't mind." /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Hah. Mind." Bashur cracked a sympathetic smile. "I've lost part of it, but i can spear a bit still." /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler tried not to smile at Bashur's dark humor. Instead, he continued on. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""I don't want to return. I was lied to by Mr. Aviator, I was basically sacrificed. Those stupid animatronics are bad news." /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Bashur nodded his head. "I know."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler looked up at Bashur. "I don't know if I should return tonight." /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""You don't need to go if you don't want to. It's a job, one that is not forced." Bashur said./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""But...If i did." Tyler's legs shook and he found his way to the chair just a few feet away. He sat down. "If I did...what advice do you have?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Bashur paused, surprised. "Well first, why would you want to go back? What makes you consider it?" /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler shook his head. "I don't know."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Well..." Bashur began. "You already know to keep the doors open to save power unless they're coming for you. Check the cameras that are needed, temporarily turn off the ones that aren't."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Yes." Tyler nodded his head./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""You want secrets. You want to know other things, huh?" Bashur's voice got a bit louder for a second. "I can tell you want I remember, but it's nothing that'll grantee a happy ending." /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Please tell me." /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Bashur shifted in his place again. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""To begin with, the only time you'll need to leave the office is when power is accidentally left on in one of the parts of the park. You'd need to leave and go turn it off manually. It would be best for you to check that at the beginning of your shift. Get it out of the way. It's also a bit safer during the first few minutes."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Bashur watched as the teen even took out a pad of paper from his bag and started writing this down. He was serious. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Here's something. For some reason, each one is attracted to a certain object. Take Sky for example. His character from the show is known to love gold, calling it budder. The animatronic, however, is attracted to sticks of butter." /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""How'd you find that out?" Tyler asked./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""If I remember correctly, it's why Sky likes to stay near the kitchen so much." /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Ah." Tyler nodded his head and continued to write. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Jerome likes raw fish. Husky likes fish that are alive and healthy, such as the goldfish in a bag that kids win in one of the booths in Ian's tent. Seto likes bright lights. Odd. Found this out when one of the parts of the park had been left on. When i got there, Seto was standing there, starring at the lights. He didn't move at all while I walked right past him to go fix it. When I walked back out of the place to go back to the office, the lights off now, He was gone."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Jerome likes dead fish, Husky likes live fish, Seto likes lights. Got it." Tyler repeated in a hushed tone. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Ian likes a variety of things, such as cake, cupcakes, stray animals, sunglasses. He's odd. He won't be a huge problem compared to others. Mitch likes weapons, like swords and axes. Since this is a kid friendly park, I don't think we have any of those."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Good." Tyler sighed. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""But I do think a stun gun is considered a weapon."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler paused, looking up from his notes. "Motherfucker."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Bashur laughed. "I'm sorry. It's a small one though."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Anyway." Tyler pushed Bashur on./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Anyway, Jason likes birds and stars and things like that, Stuff in the air. He's a dreamer. Unless you climb up one of the towers, you're not first priority." Bashur then laughed. "I once brought a remote control airplane and flew it around and watched him follow it. Like a cat and a laser pointer."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""And Ty?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""I'm not really sure what he likes."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""So he's the only one I should be worried about?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Wha? No. You should be worried about them all. Just because they have a favorite object does not mean it'll take their eyes off you. It only works from time to time. And you're new. How many did you run into on the first night?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Ty and Sky."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""That's six others whom haven't seen your face yet and are still very curious." Bashur said. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler frowned. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Anything else?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Bashur coughed. "They are robots. Water harms them, and they can temporarily short out. But you can't get rid of them. They come back."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Useful."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""That's all I can really remember at the moment."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler finished writing down a few things. He clicked the pen closed. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""I have another question, if you don't mind." /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Yes?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" "Why is this a thing? Why has nobody told the cops and got the place closed down? Why didn't you? You could sue the place for millions." /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Bashur shuffled again, uncomfortably. "I'm not the kind of person who would pull through with that and recover. Not that I could ever recover from working there in the first place."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""You're getting better though."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Mr. Aviator told you that, huh?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler tilted his head. "Y-yeah. He said you were recovering from the attack pretty well. And, I mean, you're speaking well and all that jazz."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Bashur let out a weak laugh. "Don't let the big guy continue to lie to you. I was bitten in the head by a monster with metal teeth and grip that doesn't slip. I'm not recovering. My body is just slowly realizing what's happened and what's going to happen."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Bashur then sighed. "They won't tell me what's going to happen to me, but they haven't let me out of here. I've gotten migraines everyday, almost every hour, ever since the attack. I'm getting sicker. My body is changing."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""But a normal human being would be in serious pain or dead or brain dead by now." Tyler said./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""I'm not a normal human being then." Bashur looked down at his lap. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler left bad and looked away. "I'm sorry." /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""I'm happy I could help you, though." Bashur lightened the mood. "I don't want them to hurt you like they hurt me. So learn from my mistakes. Please." /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Thank you."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""If you have any more questions, please tell me. Call me. Call the hospital and forward a message. Visit. I don't care how." Bashur continued. "When you get home from work tomorrow morning. I want to know how it went." /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler made a note of that on the pad of paper. "I'll be sure to do that."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""And If I remember anything, I'll write it down for you."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler stood up , placing his things back into his bag. "Thank you for your time, Bashur."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""I never got your name, by the way." Bashur said./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Tyler." Tyler replied. "And...To answer your question. I don't know."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Hm?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""I don't know why I want to go back. I...I just have to."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Ah. Well. Thank you, Tyler." Bashur nodded his head slowly. "Good luck, my friend."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""I'll need it."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler left after that. He went back home, made an early dinner for himself, and went back to bed. He didn't call Shelby or Kyle. He didn't tell his father or siblings about his day. He couldn't think about anything else then what the next night would have in store. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"strong-...-/strong/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"11:50 PM. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"br /br /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler got out of his car, locking it with the push of a button. He hear it beep and he shoved the keys into his bag. With his light blue uniform on, that stupid hat shoved under his arm, he approached Mr. Aviator, who was standing at the front gates. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" "I can't tell you how much I'm thankful for yo-"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Shut it." Tyler looked up at his boss. "I don't know why I'm back, but I am. I'm back to watch those reckless robots and keep them in their place. I'm doing this for god knows why."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Mr. Aviator nodded his head and gave Tyler the keys to the front gate./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Well I'm thankful for your sacrifice, Tyler." Mr. Aviator sighed./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Better be. Now. See you in six hours." Tyler frowned and turned towards the gates./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Good luck, my boy! They tend to get a bit more active in the week, so may Notch look after you."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler scoffed. "I'll need more then just that nerd looking after me." /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" The two walked off, Mr. Aviator headed towards his own car to head home. Tyler unlocked the gate and slipped inside the Theme Park. He closed the gate behind him, however not locking it. He walked a few paces forward, then stopped and breathed in and out. He then opened his bag and pulled something out. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"A grocery bag. Sticks of butter and bags of raw fish were visible through it's thin plastic, though it was obvious that more was hidden inside. He had a plan. Let's just hope he isn't too ahead of himself.../p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"strong-...-/strong/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"emChapter Two:/em/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"emTo Job or Not to Job/em/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"strongem-...-/em/strong/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler walked into his house, 6:30 in the morning, just getting home from his job. He took off his messenger bag and let it fall to the floor by the couch in the living room. He noticed nobody was in the room, however the TV was on with a low volume and the lamp on the side table next to the couch was on. He heard a noise coming from the kitchen, deciding to go see whom was awake at the time. When he walked in, he saw his mother. She smiled at him, walking over to greet him./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""You're back!" She yawned. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""And you're up early." Tyler said./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""I couldn't sleep. I was about to make myself something to drink. Would you like anything?" She asked. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Water." Tyler said and his mother turned away to get glasses from a cabinet. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""How was your first night?" She asked, not looking back as she worked./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler hesitated. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""It was good. Nothing big happened."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Really?" His mother replied. "So you think you'll be able to handle the hours?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Yeah. I'm kinda tired though. Still not completely used to it." /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Changing sleeping patterns is not easy." /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" His mother finished fixing the drinks and gave Tyler his glass of water. He took a sip from it, but nothing more. The two walked back into the living room, his mother taking a seat on the couch. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Aren't you tired at all?" He asked her. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""I am now that I know you had a good time at your first job." She smiled. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler sighed and nodded his head. He then told her he'd be in his room, and walked out of the room. Down the hallway, he reached his room and walked in, closing the door behind him. A bed to the side, night stand, book shelves, and a computer set up. He placed the water down on the night stand and took a seat on his bed. He laid down, facing the ceiling. He let out a long sign./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""There is no way in hell I can fall asleep." He said. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" The images of the animatronics out of place flashed in his him. They were scary. He'd seen them all the time when he was little, but only now knew what they really were. He didn't want to go back. Not at all. I mean, who in their right mind would want to return any way? Tyler had all the right not too. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler took his phone out from his pocket and turned it on. The screen was bright and he blinked a few times. No messages. The time was 6:35. Tyler yawned and turned over. He placed the phone on the side table. The fan blew cold air down and he stayed there doing nothing. After awhile, not being able to clear his mind, he got under the covers and tried to sleep. at first it was hard, but exhausted, he was. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"-...-/p
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p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" It was 3:35 PM when Tyler woke up. The light shined through his windows. He yawned and slowly got up. For a few peaceful moments he forgot about everything from last night. Until he realize he was still in his uniform. He shook his head and grabbed the water he left of the side table, chugging it down. That's when he noticed his phone light up. A text. He grabbed it, setting the water down, and read it./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"emFrom: Shelby/em/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"em"How was your first night on the job?"/em/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler paused. He could tell her it was creepy as hell or lie and say it was alright. Instead, he didn't answer. If she asked, he could say he was asleep. Or wait until later, at least. Tyler got up and placed his phone on his desk, sitting down in his leather chair in front of the computer. Turning the computer on, he waited for the monitor to light up. It didn't take very long. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Logging on, he didn't really have a set thing in mind to do. serf the internet? He wondered about his twitter, tumblr, and so on. He watched a few videos, but didn't have the spirit to do any more. That was, of course, because last night still bothered him greatly. He wanted to look it up. He wanted to look up the park's history, as well as anything about the show or comic series for Team Crafted. But honestly, would any of that have information. True info? If so, then the place would have been long go by now. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"But Tyler wasn't helpless. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""He said his phone number was in the office." Tyler spoke to himself, trying to think of possibilities. "He said Mr. Aviator has it. Could it be in my paperwork?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Getting up, Tyler looked around his room for his bag. He frowned when he realized he left it out by the front door. Shoving his phone into his pocket, he walked out of his room and down the hall. He walked into the living room, expecting to find his parents or siblings, but none were there. Or right, it was 3:55 PM during the week. They were probably all out places. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler got his bag and dug through it. One thing he had forgotten he'd had in there were his papers. They were hiding in a pocket that was zipped up. He took them and flipped through them , searching. The phone number he was looking for was not there. But a smirk came onto his face. He still found useful information. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"What was he looking for? He was looking for an answer to his question - To job or not to job? And to find his answer, he was going to need to speak with the Phone Guy, Bashur. The papers included information such as where Bashur was located, but that was it. And it was all Tyler needed. Bashur was staying at the local hospital, Memorial./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Getting his car keys, sticking the papers back into the bag, then taking the bag, Tyler walked around, getting ready to leave. He fixed his hair, changed out of his work clothes, And locked the house as he walked out the door. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler reached the hospital in no more then twenty minutes, pulling into the front parking lot. He walked into the front lobby, gulping as it seemed like eyes were watching him. There was an old lady reading a book, a few people walking around a gift shop, some nurses walking around, and a young blonde lady working at the desk. She looked at him when he walked to the desk./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""How can I help you?" She asked,/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""I'm here to, uh, see a patient." Tyler said, glancing around. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Visit? What's their name?" She turned to a notebook on the desk, preparing to flip through. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Um. Bashur...er..." Tyler mentally freaked out. He couldn't remember the man's last name. "Bashur..."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"The woman chuckled at Tyler's misfortune. "Bashur Green?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"It amused the lady more when Tyler hardly gave an answer./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Bashur Green came in a week or two ago for head injuries. Is that whom you're looking for?" She asked./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Y-Yeah! Him!" Tyler nodded. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Bashur isn't a very popular name, sweetheart. You got lucky this time." She joked, playing with a pen while the book was open to Bashur Green's information. "Now. I know you're not a family member or close friend. How are the two of you connected?" /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""W-we're co-workers!" Tyler said, turning to get his papers out to prove it. He placed it on the desk and pointed to the area that spoke of Bashur Green. The woman read it over and the nodded to Tyler. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Co-workers, huh? You must be new then." The woman smiled. "As so, I can only let you stay for half an hour to discuss whatever you need, while close friends and family get hours."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""That's fine." Tyler replied./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""He's on the 3rd floor, room 203." The woman said, pointing to the right. "The elevators are that way. Stairs on to the left." /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Thank you." Tyler was quick to leave the front desk./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Half an hour, okay!" She reminded him and he gave her a thumbs up before disappearing off to the elevators. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler found his way to the third floor, stepping out onto the level. The halls were dim and only one or two people could be seen. Not a busy floor, huh? Tyler began walking one way, following the numbers on the side of the doors. It was only when he reached the end of the hall did he finally find the room. light from the large windows made this side of the building look light up. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler knocked before walking in. It was a polite thing to do. Walking inside, he closed the door behind him./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Hello?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" The same voice he heard on the phone now called out. Only this voice was a bit more cracked./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Hello." Tyler said, walking into view of Bashur, whom sat in his hospital bed, a small laptop in front of him./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Bashur gave the teen a half smile. "Can I help you?" /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Oh! Um, you're...You're, um, the phone guy. Bashur." Tyler's words mixed up. "I'm the new guy. The one Mr. Aviator hired in your place." /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Bashur's eyes grew and he closed the laptop. "Oh." /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler laughed. "Yeah. Oh." /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Bashur shifted so that he sat up straight. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Well." He gulped. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""I've got thirty minutes, but I will only be here for a few minutes." Tyler started, avoiding eye contact. "I wanted to ask you a few questions. I hope you don't mind." /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Hah. Mind." Bashur cracked a sympathetic smile. "I've lost part of it, but i can spear a bit still." /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler tried not to smile at Bashur's dark humor. Instead, he continued on. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""I don't want to return. I was lied to by Mr. Aviator, I was basically sacrificed. Those stupid animatronics are bad news." /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Bashur nodded his head. "I know."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler looked up at Bashur. "I don't know if I should return tonight." /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""You don't need to go if you don't want to. It's a job, one that is not forced." Bashur said./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""But...If i did." Tyler's legs shook and he found his way to the chair just a few feet away. He sat down. "If I did...what advice do you have?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Bashur paused, surprised. "Well first, why would you want to go back? What makes you consider it?" /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler shook his head. "I don't know."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Well..." Bashur began. "You already know to keep the doors open to save power unless they're coming for you. Check the cameras that are needed, temporarily turn off the ones that aren't."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Yes." Tyler nodded his head./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""You want secrets. You want to know other things, huh?" Bashur's voice got a bit louder for a second. "I can tell you want I remember, but it's nothing that'll grantee a happy ending." /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Please tell me." /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Bashur shifted in his place again. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""To begin with, the only time you'll need to leave the office is when power is accidentally left on in one of the parts of the park. You'd need to leave and go turn it off manually. It would be best for you to check that at the beginning of your shift. Get it out of the way. It's also a bit safer during the first few minutes."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Bashur watched as the teen even took out a pad of paper from his bag and started writing this down. He was serious. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Here's something. For some reason, each one is attracted to a certain object. Take Sky for example. His character from the show is known to love gold, calling it budder. The animatronic, however, is attracted to sticks of butter." /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""How'd you find that out?" Tyler asked./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""If I remember correctly, it's why Sky likes to stay near the kitchen so much." /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Ah." Tyler nodded his head and continued to write. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Jerome likes raw fish. Husky likes fish that are alive and healthy, such as the goldfish in a bag that kids win in one of the booths in Ian's tent. Seto likes bright lights. Odd. Found this out when one of the parts of the park had been left on. When i got there, Seto was standing there, starring at the lights. He didn't move at all while I walked right past him to go fix it. When I walked back out of the place to go back to the office, the lights off now, He was gone."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Jerome likes dead fish, Husky likes live fish, Seto likes lights. Got it." Tyler repeated in a hushed tone. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Ian likes a variety of things, such as cake, cupcakes, stray animals, sunglasses. He's odd. He won't be a huge problem compared to others. Mitch likes weapons, like swords and axes. Since this is a kid friendly park, I don't think we have any of those."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Good." Tyler sighed. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""But I do think a stun gun is considered a weapon."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler paused, looking up from his notes. "Motherfucker."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Bashur laughed. "I'm sorry. It's a small one though."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Anyway." Tyler pushed Bashur on./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Anyway, Jason likes birds and stars and things like that, Stuff in the air. He's a dreamer. Unless you climb up one of the towers, you're not first priority." Bashur then laughed. "I once brought a remote control airplane and flew it around and watched him follow it. Like a cat and a laser pointer."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""And Ty?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""I'm not really sure what he likes."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""So he's the only one I should be worried about?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Wha? No. You should be worried about them all. Just because they have a favorite object does not mean it'll take their eyes off you. It only works from time to time. And you're new. How many did you run into on the first night?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Ty and Sky."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""That's six others whom haven't seen your face yet and are still very curious." Bashur said. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler frowned. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Anything else?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Bashur coughed. "They are robots. Water harms them, and they can temporarily short out. But you can't get rid of them. They come back."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Useful."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""That's all I can really remember at the moment."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler finished writing down a few things. He clicked the pen closed. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""I have another question, if you don't mind." /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Yes?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" "Why is this a thing? Why has nobody told the cops and got the place closed down? Why didn't you? You could sue the place for millions." /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Bashur shuffled again, uncomfortably. "I'm not the kind of person who would pull through with that and recover. Not that I could ever recover from working there in the first place."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""You're getting better though."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Mr. Aviator told you that, huh?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler tilted his head. "Y-yeah. He said you were recovering from the attack pretty well. And, I mean, you're speaking well and all that jazz."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Bashur let out a weak laugh. "Don't let the big guy continue to lie to you. I was bitten in the head by a monster with metal teeth and grip that doesn't slip. I'm not recovering. My body is just slowly realizing what's happened and what's going to happen."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Bashur then sighed. "They won't tell me what's going to happen to me, but they haven't let me out of here. I've gotten migraines everyday, almost every hour, ever since the attack. I'm getting sicker. My body is changing."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""But a normal human being would be in serious pain or dead or brain dead by now." Tyler said./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""I'm not a normal human being then." Bashur looked down at his lap. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler left bad and looked away. "I'm sorry." /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""I'm happy I could help you, though." Bashur lightened the mood. "I don't want them to hurt you like they hurt me. So learn from my mistakes. Please." /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Thank you."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""If you have any more questions, please tell me. Call me. Call the hospital and forward a message. Visit. I don't care how." Bashur continued. "When you get home from work tomorrow morning. I want to know how it went." /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler made a note of that on the pad of paper. "I'll be sure to do that."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""And If I remember anything, I'll write it down for you."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler stood up , placing his things back into his bag. "Thank you for your time, Bashur."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""I never got your name, by the way." Bashur said./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Tyler." Tyler replied. "And...To answer your question. I don't know."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Hm?"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""I don't know why I want to go back. I...I just have to."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Ah. Well. Thank you, Tyler." Bashur nodded his head slowly. "Good luck, my friend."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""I'll need it."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler left after that. He went back home, made an early dinner for himself, and went back to bed. He didn't call Shelby or Kyle. He didn't tell his father or siblings about his day. He couldn't think about anything else then what the next night would have in store. /p
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p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" Tyler got out of his car, locking it with the push of a button. He hear it beep and he shoved the keys into his bag. With his light blue uniform on, that stupid hat shoved under his arm, he approached Mr. Aviator, who was standing at the front gates. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" "I can't tell you how much I'm thankful for yo-"/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Shut it." Tyler looked up at his boss. "I don't know why I'm back, but I am. I'm back to watch those reckless robots and keep them in their place. I'm doing this for god knows why."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Mr. Aviator nodded his head and gave Tyler the keys to the front gate./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Well I'm thankful for your sacrifice, Tyler." Mr. Aviator sighed./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Better be. Now. See you in six hours." Tyler frowned and turned towards the gates./p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;""Good luck, my boy! They tend to get a bit more active in the week, so may Notch look after you."/p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"Tyler scoffed. "I'll need more then just that nerd looking after me." /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;" The two walked off, Mr. Aviator headed towards his own car to head home. Tyler unlocked the gate and slipped inside the Theme Park. He closed the gate behind him, however not locking it. He walked a few paces forward, then stopped and breathed in and out. He then opened his bag and pulled something out. /p
p style="margin: 20px 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"A grocery bag. Sticks of butter and bags of raw fish were visible through it's thin plastic, though it was obvious that more was hidden inside. He had a plan. Let's just hope he isn't too ahead of himself.../p
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