The music box had....stopped...as the puppet walked through the junior's hall on its legs.....
@stringed-daughter
Get spooked !))
Michael had admittedly not paid as much attention to the music box tonight as he should have. He let it stop, not staying close enough to the back room where Charlotte was stuck to be certain that it was still playing. He was entirely unaware of the threat growing just down the hallway from him until he heard that distinctive clicking sound coming from across the building. The sound was enough to have the hair on the back of his neck standing up.
Rising from the chair in the security room he carefully crossed the room to shine the beam of his flashlight down the hallway. Even with the added light it was too dark to see all the way down it, yet that same sound was getting louder and louder.
“Shit,” he mumbled under his breath. Stealing his nerves, he called out again.
“Charlotte?”
