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Chapter 8 - The Flower

"Don't think about it, don't think about it..." Gabriel repeated to himself. He hadn't looked away from the flower yet. He wanted to, but he couldn't. It was like he was being drawn in by a mysterious force. He had to go to the flower-

What? No! He shouldn't go to the flower! Gritting his teeth, Gabriel tried to turn and walk away. The middle aged man had enough of this place! His feet finally started moving. But he wasn't walking away. Oh no, he was heading right for the flower. It was like his feet had a mind of their own. And there was nothing Gabriel could do to stop himself.

Finding himself standing before the flower, Gabriel shuddered a little. There was something about this spot that creeped him out. Something told the middle aged man that he should turn around. Broken toys covered in blood hung from strings. Words were scribbled on the flower around the door, saying things like danger and turn back.

There was an uneasy feeling in the air as Gabriel stared at the door. He really shouldn't continue. But, once again, his body wasn't listening to any rational thought as his hand reached out and opened the door.

A long hallway stretched out in front of Gabriel. But it didn't look like the rest of the factory. It reminded the middle aged man of a decorated hall inside an old Victorian house. Lamps illuminated his way as he trudged down the hallway. His nerves were already jumping all over the place when he saw another door at the end of the line. Approaching it, Gabriel could feel his heart racing in his chest as he opened it.

A small room with the same wallpaper as the hallway. There were only a few pieces of furniture. But Gabriel's eyes were drawn immediately to the glass case sitting in the middle of the room. It was filled with red gas. Sitting inside was a Poppy Playtime doll in pristine condition. Amazed by this, Gabriel wasn't even thinking when he opened the case door, letting the red gas seep out. At that moment, the doll's eyes fluttered open and the lights flickered out. Panic rose inside Gabriel while a voice spoke.

"You opened my case."

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