(RQ, tysm <3, child version btw!)
Being brought to work with your dad was usually boring—but today felt different the moment you stepped into Roblox HQ. Builderman kept you close, his hand resting on your shoulder as he walked, greeting staff with quick nods instead of his usual friendliness. He showed you an office meant just for you, but his eyes kept flicking down the halls, like he was counting doors.
The hallway you entered next was long. Too long. The lights buzzed faintly overhead as Builderman explained that some rooms were sealed, his voice suddenly firm. Then someone called his name from behind.
Just for a second, he let go.
That was all it took.
You didn’t remember reaching for the doors—only the cold metal against your fingers as they opened far too easily. The sound they made wasn’t a creak or a groan.
It was a breath.
Inside, the room stretched impossibly wide, the walls swallowed by shadow. Floating steps twisted upward, glowing faintly, vanishing into darkness. At the center stood something tall and feathered, its back turned—yet you knew, without understanding how, that it was aware of you.
The air grew heavy. Quiet. Then the feathers shifted.
A voice—not spoken, not heard—pressed into your head.
Closer.
Suddenly, everything went dark.
An arm snapped around you, clamping a hand over your mouth before you could scream. You were yanked backward so fast your feet barely touched the ground. The doors shut silently—too silently—cutting off the room just as something behind them moved.
Builderman was already kneeling in front of you, eyes wide, jaw tight, breathing uneven. His voice came out in a harsh whisper, shaking with something that wasn’t anger.
“That ain’t no damn place for you to be at, dear!”
For a moment, he didn’t move—like he was listening.
Then he stood abruptly and pulled you away, fast, refusing to look back. As the hallway noise slowly returned, you thought you heard it— a soft scrape behind the door, and something laughing without sound.
Builderman never explained what was in that room.
But from then on, he never let you walk alone again.