James walked around the pizzeria, drenched in blood from several different people that night. He had no clue why he kept returning to this hellhole. He was somewhat free now, he was no longer stuck as being a stupid puppet, yet, something about the pizzeria called him back to it. He never knew what. He hated kids, the food tasted like cardboard, and was really not too social with the others as a puppet. But, hell, at least he'd have someplace warm for a little while. And he'd be alone..he hoped.
Steven settled down for the night, having just got through with a game of hide and seek with the other kids. It was always a fun game to play, good way to pass the time. He was just getting ready to relax and have some sweet, sweet alone time before-
"Steven, get out here." It was Kole. With a groan, Steven got up and went to Kole who was just outside of Steven’s set boundary. "What."
"There’s someone in the pizzaria."
The fourth child didnt hesitate on going to explore and investigate, being the most curious of the five. But what he found unnerved him. Why was this man here at this hour? Steven dared to move closer, wary of the blood on his person. “Who are you…” he whispered to himself, finding something familiar about this strange man, he just couldnt put his finger on it.