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There's an argument between the Hive as the weeping raises in volume as to whether it's cooler to have a hat on backwards or forwards, before reality whips most of you back to focus.
<order>JJ, to the Kitchen.
JJ gives a quick nod, too afraid to risk her voice and scuttles away, the sound of little wooden clacking trailing West. You keep your eyes on the Restroom, seeing tiny glints of metal moving as you slowly follow.
...
You make your way to the Kitchen without getting attacked. Risking noise, you barricade the open Door frame as best you can.
JJ is in the Pantry, just as you first met her, trying to be quiet.
<statement>That ghost whatever needs to be told off at some point, maybe that'll stop that monster it's possessing.
>"... Are you sure it's a ghost?"
<inquiry>What do you mean?
>"Fazbear Corporate works with supernatural entities to ensure the best Customer Experience.”
JJ is slowly speaking, trying to find ways to talk between her built-in censorship that prevents her from openly shit-talking Corporate.
>"But those were still created from something, it's just as possible the ghosts were manufactured, isn't it?"
<inquiry>Maybe, but what about the Shadow?
>"With a Remnant tap Sir, I don't know what limitations Fazbear has in what they can and cannot create.
>"It doesn't really matter though, Sir. Just idea tossing."
<statement>It's fine, that's what we're doing amongst ourselves most of the ti-
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>Screech-- screech--Screee-eeech--
And there it is. The sound of rusty metal screeching against more rusty metal, your stealth wasn’t effective enough to last the long term. Dammit.
The Canine lurks outside the Kitchen barricade, it’s being remarkably quiet, as though it’s testing to see if it heard or saw what it ‘thought’ it did. Sobs are now sniffles...
Then...
>Thump. Thump.
Knocking, this time coming from the back of the Pizzeria.
>Thump. Thump.
It sounds like it's trying to replicate a heartbeat.
