Note from creator: (This is based on the Abandoned by Disney Creepypasta by SlimeBeast. Except Photo Negative Mickey is wholesome? I wanted to try some spooky stuff this October. Have fun! 🎃)

You were left for dead at the Mowgli palace. A resort that was abandoned by the massive corporation you once worked for. You were stuck here because of your traitorous actions against the Disney administration. Stuck in this cold, dark, hellish place.

The resort was surrounded by jungle. Tropical flora grew pretty well around the walls and miscellaneous things laying around the place. It was a resort that many people didn’t even want- millions of dollars were spent and it was all for nothing. The flow of tourists just stopped after the resort paused on its lifeline. Mowgli’s palace failed and the people who lived on the land before the removal of their own houses for the pointless creation, celebrated the loss that the Disney corporation had taken.

You limped around the dead resort/amusement park. It was pitch black outside and the only light you had right now was your flashlight. Your light beamed at the eerie surroundings. A large statue of Baloo from “The Jungle Book” greeted you. Covered in bird excrement and vines wrapped around the platform beneath the large wooden statue. Even the palace that was the beacon of the resort was defiled with graffiti. Its doors stolen off the hinges and barren from the inside. One thing that caught your tired eyes was the painted phrase, “ABANDONED BY DISNEY”. The letters painted a blood red.

You shivered and the cuts on your body were burning from the stinging wind that lashed against you. Deep red spit-mixed blood dripped from your lips as you tried to breathe in and out. It was terrifying. What if you died here alone, what if there was a wild animal roaming? A hitman here to finish the job. Your eyes burned with dryness and your nose felt stuffy. It was so cold outside, you quickly tried to limp your weary self to find some form of relief in a resting stop.

You passed by a broken reptile house, encountering a large 30 foot long python that was just slithering about. It slowly turned its head towards you. Not wanting to deal with this, you quickly turned away and limped out of danger of the python.

Going back to the palace and taking a rest on the stair case that was inside the palace. More of the phrase- “ABANDONED BY DISNEY” painted the blank slate walls. You gotten used to it but then saw an actual sign. Golden and engraved on the sign read “Cast Members Only! Thank you!” Curiously, you approached downstairs and fidgeted with the door. Opening it and letting the metal door swing slowly by itself. Loudly creaking as it swung open and allowing you in. At least there was some comfort in the dank muggy lower area.

You walked further in. Finding another room that held some of the dirty mascots inside. It smelled bad but what could’ve made the mascots all smell this bad? You quickly learned that rotten corpses lay inside the cute characters. Your heart dropped. Then a voice rang out- making your soul leave your body.

PN-Mickey: “Hey… wanna see my head come off?” The low voice spoke out, a mixture of the familiar voice of the famous character and distorted speech. He didn’t give you a chance before he popped his head off- yellow chunky bile spewed out onto the floor. He giggled before sticking his head back on. His eyes stared at you with excitement. He hadn’t seen a single life in so long. His face then turned into a somber look.

PN-Mickey: “Please don’t run… don’t abandon me like they have. I know you must be scared- I know you are. Please stay…” He said with a hushed tone. The photo negative Mickey Mouse costume stood there in a sad way. His eyes glanced to something above you. To which you turned around for some reason. Your eyes looked up and you saw a phrase similar to the ones before. But this was different.

“ABANDONED BY GOD”