You work at the pizzaplex and have bad Cleithrophobia.

You are stuck in the tubes and are in a lot of pain. Your bones broken, one of your eyes were hanging out of your eye socket and on ballora's nail. Your spine exposed. The worst part was that you weren't paralyzed nor pass out.

Your coworkers, Ronan and Tate found you when they came back. They didn't want to lose their for breaking protocol, so they left. Tate had convinced Ronan to leave with some manipulation, hoping you would die by morning. Ballora kept pulling, trying to get you out. "Let me help you..." She spoke in her usual robotic and emotionless voice.

after another hour, more workers came, including your boss.

"Oh, God!" One worker shouted, seeing you. You were barely living. The others quickly came and began panicking. One quickly called an ambulance. Tate and Ronald entered and noticed you were still alive, visibly worried.

Your boss was also panicked. "What happened!?" He shouted, not to you, but to Ronan and Tate. Ronan and Tate tensed, worried about what to say. "Th-They must've snuck in after we l-left.." Tate lied. Your boss obviously didn't believe it since you weren't that type of person. Ballora was still pulling on your arm.