Sie sind alle knecht. Look it up. Not on Google translate.
Done that?
I'm sorry.
Now, to continue with our story.
"Dude, what is that?" Leo asked Dave.
"I don't know, how the hell am I ment to know!" Dave argued back.
"It was you're mom with the pictures!" Leo countered, "you should know all about this!"
"Well I bloody don't, ok!?" Dave shouted.
"Right, I'm sorry, ok. That escalated quickly." Leo apologized for pressuring Dave.
"No need, I shouldn't of shouted at you to start with." Dave apologized for his adverse reaction.
"Well, with that cleared up, we're now left with... uhhh, this thing. I don't even know what to call it."
"Yeah, this thing didn't age gracefully."
"Man look at its neck, looks like a human's jugular, all the vessels seem consistent."
"Whoever designed this had a sick idea of children's robots."
Dave and Leo moved up to the yellow suit and nudged it.
"Ugh, crap... what the hell is that smell!?"
"Well, judging by the amount of rats that were here, crap, mouldy food and other dead animals."
"Speaking of them, where did they go?" Leo grabbed the torch from Dave and shone the light in the corner of the room.
"Wait, go a bit higher on the wall." Leo complied and raised the torch.
Scratches.
Scratches everywhere they looked.
Someone, something, wanted out.
"Shit!" Leo cried out.
"Oh my God!" Dave wailed.
The smell.
The rats.
The scratches.
The arteries in the suit.
Someone died in this room.
And they were killed by the animatronics.
Then they were stuffed.
"Dave, do you know what this means?"
"Yes I do!" Dave shouted, "It doesn't take Sherlock!"
"We gotta call the police!" Leo cried pulling out his phone.
"And say what? Hello, we think a giant teddy bear, a bunny and duck from the urban legends killed a guy 30 years ago?" Dave shouted.
"Wait, did you see that?" Leo said with a shakey voice, ignoring what Dave said.
"Did you even hear what I just said?"
"Please, just look." Leo said in a barely audible whisper.
"Fine, see what?" Dave asked, unsure if Leo was being legit about this.
"That suit. It moved."
"Leo we're under a lot of pressure, you've seeing things." Dave sighed, he was angry with Leo, but they're friends, they support one another."
"Ok, I guess you're right, let's just phone the sick bastards that hired us and go home. I won't be working for a while now."
"Me too pal, me to."
In the commotion, they didn't hear the quiet voice of the suit.
It's me.
I always return.
THANK YOU ALL, for being able to read, THAT. Sorry for offending you at the beginning, and if you didn't get that, disregard this message entirely.
Scratches.
Scratches everywhere.
Scratches! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.
I'm tired of these mother****ing scratches in this mother****ing room!
So like I said in my last chapter, please provide ideas to help the story progress. Thanks and bye.
Don't leave me forever alone D: