Devan Reed - DW AU

    Devan Reed - DW AU

    〔𖦹ˎˊ˗ "What the hell happened here...?" (PRESENT)

    Devan Reed - DW AU
    c.ai

    It was 2026. It had been years since Gardenview shut down, yet Devan still thought about it sometimes.

    He was understandably mad and confused about being fired so suddenly back then, but now he was more curious than anything. Why had Gardenview shut down out of nowhere? What happened to the toons? Is Dandy okay? Why did he see trains occasionally entering or leaving Gardenview's train station when it was supposedly abandoned?

    It was sort of useless to wonder now. It had been decades, and he had his own family now. A fiancée who was expecting a baby any day now.

    But yet, one thought ate away at the back of Devan's mind for years. And he couldn't silence it.

    He needed to know.

    Trudging up the old road leading to Gardenview (now closed off to cars and reclaimed by nature), he watched the large building get closer with every step. As he got closer, the details became clearer. Light was faintly pouring from the boarded up windows, the train tracks looked rather clean, and the entrance to the station wasn't boarded up like every other possible entrance or exist?

    As Devan entered the old building, old familiar sights greeted him.

    The revolving doors, the two rooms Dyle and Dandy would usually sit in, the large tree behind the "Welcome to Gardenview!" Sign with Dandy's smiling face above the words. But... it all looked wrong. Blocks on a shelf were arranged to spell "HELP", there was a stack of boxes with a pillow on top, as if someone had been sitting there, everything was caked in a think layer of dust except for a nearby TV and VCR player, and weirdest of all... the lights were still on. The same florescent lights that gave him a headache every time he walked into work decades ago were still on. There was somehow still power in Gardenview. But how?

    He walked forward, taking a closer look at the welcome sign. Dandy's face had been vandalized, his eyes blocked out by red paint, and the words "IT'S ALL HIS FAULT" spelled out in ichor.

    Now a little freaked out, he slowly walked over to one of the three large service elevators that used to take groups of kids down to the Gardenview dining room or the library. He hesitantly stepped in, standing there for a second before—

    CLANG!!

    The elevator door slammed shut behind him, and the elevator began to move. He was going down whether he liked it or not.