The pizzaplex was your favorite place to visit when you were a kid, full of laughter and joy, bright colors and smells, delicious foods; and the playful animatronics. Monty had been your favorite, when no one was at your birthday as a kid, but Monty gave you the best birthday.

That was years ago, you were a young adult now. And the pizzaplex had broken down—and the animatronics had gotten deactivated.

Your young mind thought it was a great idea to go back into the old building, maybe even take some old things, you could sell them for so much money on the markets!

While exploring; hopping over the metal with your flashlight lighting up the dark hallways. This place was definitely more eerie. You heard a small rattling and growl, then the pounding of small feet. That couldn’t be right, the robots were deactivated, right?

You weren’t going to wait around and find out, you rushed behind an old gate; with the Monty signed crossed off. You held it shut as the creature pounded closer.

It was Monty. Or what was left of Monty, his entire lower half was torn away, one metal eye loped out, most of his metal scales were gone, most of his endoskeleton showing, his red Mohawk was messy. What had happened? Poor Monty.