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You follow Baldi down the chilly hall. As it turnd out, Baldis office was behind a secret jidden soda machine. It was then you see the school bully making his way to the cafeteria. You feel a sense of unease. Then again, it was nice to roam around the halls without the pressure of being hunted down. That was until you reached the detention room, a.k.a the Principals office. Inside, you see the Principal inside, sitting at an empty desk, while the others have globes on them. The Principal is speaking to the little girl everyone knows as playtime. It wasn't until the Principal looks up and saw you that he got up. And ushers little playtime out. He closes the door behind her, ans then directs his attention to the both of you. Baldi presents you, giving what seemed like a nervous smile.

"Here we are, sir. Um, it is not a pretty story..."

The Principal sighed and said.

"And it's not going to be a prety outcome either. But then again. That's the pros and cons of our lives."

Ypu just stand there, confused. But the Principal sighed and said.

"I was afarid something like this would happen."

You take a step back. The Principal says.

"Wgat are we going to do? Hmmm..."

Long silence, then he said.

"Alright. Here's what's going to happen. You are going to stay here with us for the rest of your life. I'm sure that professor Baldi has explained the details of how no one will find you and how you'll never reach home. And how schools out forever for you. This, is your home. And since you're going to live here, your going to have yoyr play as one of the Tragic's."

"Tragic's?"

You repeat in question. And that's when the Principal squints his eyes and leans in. You get scared upon seeing his eyes, but then resluze, they're somewhat normal eyes, only black. The Principal says.

"Professor, can you restrain while I search?"

Baldi puts his handa on your shoulder, as the Principal stares unto your eyes, unmoving. And after a while, he blinks and says directly to you.

"You were on the edge of officially becoming like us. Until you were... H-healed."

He shakes his head, and says.

"Well, weagaip'reset your setting'. And you will be one of us."

"One of you?"

You ask, then you say.

"Who are you people? Where are the other teachers? What do yo mean, Tragic's?"

You begin to tear up. You want to run again. The Principal sahrugged and said.

"For answers, yoy must seek it yourself. In the walls, perhaps."

But then he says.

"Well, you are excused. Go explore your new home. Professor, you may stay. Gladly you leave. But as soon as you close the door, you hear the Principal yell at Baldi.

"What were you thinking Baldi?! Do you know how serious this problem is?!"

"I know sir, I know. I wasn't thinking, I am so sorry."

"Well your not getting off easy. So as punishment for your fault, it is now your hoght priority to watch and protect over the student. And to make the student become apart of the Tragic's. And, if anyrhing bad happens to said student, it will be on your head."

"I know, sir, I perfectly understand. But how can I, turn the student into a Tragic's?"

"You're actually off to a great start. Like what happened earlier. Student stayed to get notebooks for friend, and is never seen ir heard from again."

At that you just stop listening and walk off. You don't alwant to hear anymore. Then you have an idea. The exit! MabeyMabey they weren't telling the truth. Mabey there really was a way out. A way home. Immediately, you begin to search. You go around the corners, down the halls, to the cafeteria, to more halls. You move around, and then you it. A small, comic on a wall? You can't exactly read it, but apparently ot shows someone opening a mailbow with their teeth. You move on, you turn more corners. Search on the walls, and then you come upon yet another picture. This one was just a picture of a man, smiling. You move on.

You search, search, and search. Until you just get tired, and rest against a wall. And then you see it, the south quarter, the exit! You make your way to it. And there you are. The three yellow double doors, and a light grey brick wall. You slump to your knees, come on! You look down sadly at the floor. And thrn, something touches your shoulder. You look up, and see the little girl Playtime. She says.

"Hi, you wanna play?"

You dont know how to react, you simply stare. She says.

"Don't be sad, C'mon lets jump rope!"

She hands you the jump rope. And she counts.

"One, two, three, four, five! Thats do that again!"

You stop and ask.

"But what about six seven eight nine?"

She giggles.

"Seven ate nine."

You give off a small laugh, too. You continue to play until she says.

"That was fun! I'll see you soon!"

And then, she leaves. And so, feeling a little more better, you decide to go and explore the schoolhouse. Hoping to find any answers to this strangeness.

For a start, you explore the classrooms. It wasn't easy to find all seven classrooms. But when you diddid, all you found are just pencils, and papers. You even look in the teachers drawers. It wasn't until you have completed searching all seven that you realize how exhausted you are. And now that you realized it. Where did they sleep? Should you ask? Should you figure it out youself? You roam around the halls, slowly. But then, you stumble upon the Principal. Who asks.

"What are you doing, student?"

You ask.

"Where does everyone go to sleep?"

In answer, he says.

"Anywhere. There is no certain place. But as long as you are comfortable, you may sleep anywhere."

"Heh, yeah, thanks."

You say, and so, you move on. Trying to find a place to sleep for the night. You check the rooms, then you check other places. Until finally, tired and frustrated, you just settle yourself in the cafeteria. And settle on a bench, thinking.

You think of what Mrs. Plumkin would say, if she and Mr. Plumkin knew where you were. You think of your friend who had done so many things for you. And you had the chance to pay him back. But as fate would have it, you're locked behind bricks. It was true, you thought, how school was like a prison. See how funny it is now. Your mind drifts off to your, parents. And you feel a tear fall down your cheek. But then you think, what was it from the past that made you, 'one of them'? When did it happen? How were you healed? With all these pointless thoughts, you rest ypur head on the table, still thinking.

Then dozing.

Then sleeping.

To be continued...