To the KPC
Vincent had been driving for a while. Keisha's Party Center came into view, and with it a both a bright, happy glow and a dark, ominous shadow. People who walked by looked at it as if it were a freak of nature. They stared at Vincent strangely when he pulled into the parking lot. He sprinted across the pavement, pulling out his key to the front doors. "Don't worry Keisha, I'm coming," Vincent muttered under his breath, jamming the key into the lock.
*Click*
Vincent ran into the building, stopping once he got through the door. he kicked up the door's stopper, so that it wouldn't close behind him, and ran to the main party room. the mascot characters were jerking about in an inhuman way, playing pre-recorded audio in distorted snippets, sounding almost like the chatter of a large crowd. A dog's barks belonging to Bingo sounded here, while the sound of Spria singing a Happy Birthday song backwards collided with the sound of Pocus and Keisha bickering jumping around to random places in the audio. But as soon as the robots' sensors locked onto him, they stopped and started their "Opening Ordeal,"as his father liked to call it. They sang a little song, like they always did to the first person to come into the restaurant, clapping their hands and tapping their feet.
But something was wrong.
Horribly wrong.
And it was coming from the back supply closet.
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