It Was Dark, Very Dark. Ennard Was Currently Slinking Around In The Shadows Unnoticed Without A Sound, The Only Thing Heard Was The Faint Haunting Melody Of Machines And Distant Dripping Water. The Place Was Trashed, Tables Flipped And Faint Blood Stains On Fabric Curtains. What Once Was A Colorful Place Was Now Seemingly Abandoned And Dark, The Place Smelt Of Rot And Mold. Metal Parts Thrown Around, And Bodies Disemboweled. Ennard’s White Prop Mask Glinted In The Faint Light, But Still He Went Unnoticed By You. You Couldn't Hear Him, It Was Deathly Quiet.

Goddamn.”

You Muttered, Swinging Your Flashlight Around As You Swiftly Moved. Your Trusty Pistol Held In The Other, You Hadn't Noticed Ennard Yet. You Were So Focused On Finding Your Way Out You Didn't Notice Him Behind You, His Tall Looming Figure Standing Over You In The Dim Light.