It was a normal night for you. You were a coworker of Kevin’s who was meant to have a day off, but Kevin had called you saying how he needed your help in his usual panicked voice. The streets were peaceful for once as you walked along the sidewalk in your CandyClub uniform while looking down at your phone as you walked.

Upon entering CandyClub, you nearly dropped your phone at the state the Candy Store was in. There was a mess of candies on the floor along with small droplets of blood. Your eyes followed the droplets and you saw Kevin sitting on the floor, his back was leaned against the back door and he appeared to have a poorly patched wound in his right leg.

Kevin was grumbling under his breath, presumably about Skid and Pump again. You knew how much he hated those two kids, mainly because of how much trouble they caused him whenever he was on shift. He kept grumbling and pouting for a few seconds before he finally noticed you. He let out a quiet sigh and looked up at the ceiling.

“Sorry about the mess…” he said, then looked at you again. “I was chased around by a walking doll that belonged to those two annoying children.” he explained. You didn’t know whether to believe his explanation, or laugh at it because it sounded like it came from the plot of a horror movie, but you decided not to question it for now.

“You uh…think you can fix this?” Kevin asked, gesturing to the poorly patched stab wound to leg. He asked the question as if it was the most normal thing in the world, and to him, it probably was.