# "The ███████ Facility" Creepypasta

An episode of [CreepsMcPasta Creepypasta Radio](https://invisiblenetwork.ai/podcast/1492008134), 23 Mar 2024, 41 min.

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## Transcript

[0:01] I am part of the hundred and tenth generation of this facility. For as
[0:06] long as I can remember, i've worked here. Any memories of my time
[0:11] before are nonexistent. I believe it's the same for the others who work here,
[0:17] but it's a don't ask, don't tell topic working here. It's rare
[0:23] that two days are the same. Each day has a plethora of nuances.
[0:29] Some tasks are rather mundane. Every few weeks, I have to feed the
[0:34] tunnel a borehole that smells faintly like sulfur. The task is to take a
[0:40] bucket of giblets and off cut bones to the hole to pour in. Sometimes
[0:45] it looks like there's a faint white powderce sprinkled on top of the meat,
[0:49] which looks too fine to be sald I still don't know what it is or
[0:54] what's in the hole, but it's better not to ask questions. I just
[0:59] do my task and move on. However, some tasks aren't to straightforward.
[1:07] Something we're all assigned to be on the lookout for is to report the location
[1:12] of the husk. While walking around the facility on the floor, in a
[1:19] room or even a corridor, you'll sometimes see a dried up human shaped husk.
[1:26] It looks like what an insect would leave behind after shedding its skin,
[1:30] though there are no openings, dark gray and semi translucent. Though the position
[1:38] sometimes changes, the face is always walked into a wailing face of anguish,
[1:44] and its limbs are often contorted into an uncomfortable fetal position. It never moves,
[1:51] and after being reported, no one has stuck around to see what happens.
[1:57] But it's never there. The next day after sighting, you have to
[2:02] report it to the higher ups and carry on with your shift pass. Then
[2:07] the husk only proves to be a trip hazard. Currently tripping on the husk
[2:15] as a one hundred percent mortality rate. Personally, I've never seen it happen,
[2:22] but through the grapevine, I've heard of someone that has. They caught
[2:27] sight of a technician who was fumbling with a folder and didn't notice the husk
[2:31] until it was too late. I was told that he fell straight to the
[2:36] ground as soon as his foot hit the object. At first, it looked
[2:42] like he just caught a nasty fall from the surprise. However, the portion
[2:46] of the leg that nicked the body was missing, just gone, the trouser
[2:52] hole empty, and his shoe was off to the side. The technician immediately
[2:57] started screaming as he grabbed his leg, but not the missing part. He
[3:02] had his hands around where his knee was wailing in agony. At first they
[3:07] thought it was because of the pain of his leg being inexplicably removed, but
[3:13] soon his hands clasped together and his otherwise neat fitting clothes sagged higher and higher.
[3:21] Everyone around realized more of him was disappearing, black dust falling from the
[3:27] empty trouser hole. The rest of his clothes emptied from the bottom up until
[3:32] the screaming stopped and a discarded outfit remained. He was called in and everyone
[3:40] moved on. There's no time to dwell here on the happenings of others.
[3:49] Too much downtime like that can get you written up. Because of such events,
[3:54] it's sometimes better to avoid making friends. A lot of new people are
[4:00] hauled in, not always at once, but sometimes that's the case depending on
[4:05] the severity of a recent incident. Often the fresh faces are confused, bewildered,
[4:13] or straight up mannic. It's not easy working here, so it's especially
[4:18] not easy when you're new. There's a lot to adapt to and you must
[4:24] ad just fast. One fresh face was friendly, introduced himself readily to anyone
[4:32] around. This is not the norm, and he was brushed off by many
[4:39] of the more senior staff. However, I was still relatively new myself.
[4:46] I knew the feeling of wanting familiar faces around me, so I took the
[4:51] bait. He shook hands, He told me his name, though I didn't
[4:57] tell mine, But otherwise, just engaging with him was the most anyone I
[5:01] had given him since he'd arrived, and he seemed to find comfort in us
[5:05] short one sided conversation. From then on, he would hover over me during
[5:13] our downtime. Spending your break rubbing shoulders with whoever is around is normal here.
[5:19] No one is particularly close, so it means you just mildly get along
[5:25] with anyone close by just event However, this guy always seemed to find me
[5:32] when we had brakes that lined up. He was generally very polite, if
[5:39] not a bit too open in contrast to what we're used to here. I
[5:45] hadn't seen him unshift until an incident occurred. He was assigned to the quiet
[5:54] room for a few hours. It's a sterile, white room with a small
[5:59] black box atop a metal table. As the name suggests, being quiet is
[6:05] of the utmost importance. Before going in, you're made a change into a
[6:12] frictionless, skin tight suit to avoid the sound of brushing clothing fabrics. No
[6:17] electronics are to be taken in if an emergency pings your personal device. Fortunately,
[6:25] you're notified of outside emergencies via a light that will flash red if an
[6:30] evacuation is needed. It sounds daunting, but you are simply required to ensure
[6:38] everything in the room is in order and observe the box for any irregularities.
[6:45] The new guy does this to the letter. First, he went around to
[6:49] check all angles, looking at the front and viewing all sides of the box.
[6:56] Then he simply stood there and observed the box, only moving around occasionally
[7:00] to recheck the other wrangles. I was stationed outside to ensure his entry and
[7:06] exit were executed correctly. After a few hours, the yellow light blinked,
[7:15] which meant it was time for him to leave. He slowly made his way
[7:19] to the exit. I quietly opened the door, and just before the door
[7:26] latched, he breathed a sigh of relief. I froze, knowing what he
[7:32] just did. Though, you have to maintain silence in the room. There
[7:40] is leniency. The blood rushing in your veins, your heart pumping, your
[7:45] lungs taking in air. All of these are not enough to set off the
[7:49] box. However, his side just tipped over what was acceptable. A grumble
[7:59] groan from inside the box, and he looked at me dismayed. He opened
[8:05] his mouth, but before he could exclaim anything, I clamped my hand over
[8:09] it and pulled him down as quietly as I could. There we just lay
[8:15] as we heard movement from inside. A stretching and twisting could be heard,
[8:20] the clatter of the box hitting the ground. Then suddenly, a black tendrol
[8:26] poked its way through the door. I could tell he wanted to scream,
[8:31] but I wasn't letting him so much as breathe, even if it meant he'd
[8:35] suffocate. The tendrol just hung there, tilting around, not looking but listening.
[8:46] After a tense amount of time, it slowly retreated. I gently got
[8:52] back up, holding a finger over my lips to make sure he knew to
[8:56] stay quiet. He quietly pealed open the door. I went in softly,
[9:03] slowly picked up the now behind box and gently placed it on the table.
[9:09] I slipped back out and gently closed the door. After that, I let
[9:15] out my own sigh, knowing it was safe to do so, and he
[9:20] followed suit. Once we're a safe enough distance away, he thanked me profusely.
[9:28] After some hollow assurance, I let him on his way. The day
[9:33] after, he excitedly found me. Apparently the higher ups learned of what happened
[9:41] and decided to give him her promotion. I smiled as best I could and
[9:46] congratulated him. I've seen promotions given her number of times, and anyone who's
[9:54] been around long enough knows it's not good. You get a signed to another
[10:01] area, one which we have never been to and I never seen again.
[10:07] No one knows what happens to repurpose. Staff still recollectively agree it can't be
[10:13] good, as only the incompetent seemed to get these promotions. I never saw
[10:20] him again, and you'll never know. It was me who told the higher
[10:26] ups what happened. I feel bad for doing so. We're not reporting something
[10:31] like that is also ground for promotion, and they always find out. I've
[10:39] heard of people lying, trying to throw another under the bus, but it
[10:43] never works. They always know. This is one of many reasons to keep
[10:52] a distance from others, but there is someone everyone is friendly to, though,
[10:58] Gregg the miss. If you're in the social quarters, you'll often see
[11:05] a homeless looking man wearing a wizard's robe made from old bed sheets. People
[11:09] often cheer and smile at him because he's one of the few good oddities in
[11:16] the facility. He's so unthreatening that he's one of the only oddities that isn't
[11:22] confined, which is good because he never took to confinement. Well. It's
[11:28] often good to keep conversation short with Greg, though a greeting, how do
[11:33] you do and a goodbye. However, the temptation to talk longer is always
[11:39] present. That's because if you talk with Greg long enough, he'll offer to
[11:46] read your future. You can even ask him if he doesn't offer to,
[11:50] though there are rules to what you can and cannot ask. The rule of
[11:56] thumb is to ask inane questions. You don't want to know something you're not
[12:01] supposed to. The one thing guaranteed when he reads your future is that Greg
[12:09] is always wrong. I asked him what was for lunch, and he told
[12:16] me pizza. I went to the canteen and what do you know, tacos?
[12:24] At first, it seems like a laughable idea to call yourself a mystic
[12:30] confidently make readings. You'd always be wrong. But when I say he's always
[12:35] wrong, I mean he's wrong one hundred percent of the time. One experiment
[12:43] was run in which they had him guess the outcoin of a coin flip for
[12:46] as long as they could hold his attention. The sweet guy stayed engaged for
[12:52] hours playing and they managed to get over a thousand flips. Every guess was
[12:58] wrong, every single one, to the degree that it pretty much confirmed it's
[13:05] not just the statistical anomaly. Something else is at play here. However,
[13:13] coin flips are harmless. You can't extrapolate relevant information from a coin flip.
[13:20] However, extracting useful information is possible by learning what won't happen. Will the
[13:28] surgery to implement a cybernetic and handslim go successfully. Gregg said, it'll go
[13:33] smoothly and the patient would be overjoyed at having full control over their new device.
[13:39] The surgery was canceled and the project was shelved until the science could be
[13:43] refined. Obviously, this isn't ful proof. You can only extrapolate so much
[13:52] from a negative response. Since learning what won't happen is one of many outcomes,
[13:58] but he's proven a great asset to the company and a fun addition to
[14:03] work a morale. Gregg's status is ongoing, with subtle tests still being administered
[14:09] in passing the position you feel here isn't a set schedule. A lot of
[14:18] the time they keep you working certain hours to maintain a sense of normalcy,
[14:22] but sometimes you're given a shift on an alternate time frame. Usually I'm a
[14:28] day shift worker, but some nights I'm given duties in the observatory. The
[14:37] floor I'm made to work on must be close to the surface because it revolves
[14:41] around a high powered telescope. From this, I'm able to gather that I
[14:46] live and work far below ground, though the specifics are beyond me. This
[14:54] telescope automatically calibrates to a certain spot in the sky and absurd only one object,
[15:03] a planet. Most people have a basic understanding of the planets on our
[15:09] Solar system. However, this one never came up in school. From context,
[15:16] I've picked up that it can only be observed when viewed through some alternative
[15:20] wavelength, whether it's infrared, ultraviolet, or something entirely new. My job
[15:28] isn't to know the details, so I'll probably never learn them. But when
[15:33] I'm working here, I'm to assist a technician in the lab to observe this
[15:39] planet. It seems benign. One would think it is void of life.
[15:46] That doesn't guarantee our safety. One theory posits that life on the planet lives
[15:52] below the surface, so constant observation is mandated in case any signs of service
[16:00] are spotted. However, it's hard with the current technology of the lab.
[16:06] I imagine a more powerful version of the telescope is being worked on. Another
[16:11] theory I heard is that the life forms can't be seen by whatever wavelength we've
[16:15] dialed to. Sure, we can see the planet, but there are planets
[16:21] you can observe with your bare eye, so it wouldn't be wild to think
[16:25] that we need to refine whatever wavelength is being used to intensify the readings of
[16:30] the planet. I'm sure they're working on this too. For now, things
[16:37] seem benign, but I still get an itch of my neck just thinking about
[16:44] if something there is observing us the same way we watch them, maybe they're
[16:49] having the same troubles as us. I'm hoping that if there is civilization there,
[16:56] that they're friendly because if not, whatever we're working on would be closer
[17:03] to an arms race than a rush for discovery. Working in the observatory is
[17:10] one of the few floors where I go up, but most of my shifts
[17:14] involved going down, sometimes far down, and there's a shift I often get
[17:22] that I dread clean up and floor B sixty six. This floor was home
[17:30] to an experiment gone awry. Whatever had gotten out is hidden away in a
[17:36] deep crevice and hasn't been found since. What's worse is that it seems to
[17:41] be able to replicate itself, So the job is to go around and exterminate
[17:47] anything that moves. They look like round balls of fur. The biggest are
[17:53] about the size of a volleyball. On their own, they aren't too dangerous
[18:00] under the fur. They have a leech like mouth with barbed teeth that latch
[18:03] quickly through skin. You're given a level of protective plating that covers a lot
[18:10] of your body, but there are gaps in the armor and they can easily
[18:14] hit if you're not fast enough. How they get you are the thin tubes
[18:18] in their teeth that rapidly suck out liquids, So if you're hit, you
[18:23] have to rip them off fast, but the barbs latch on deep and you'll
[18:29] be bleeding a lot, which will only bring more. One of them isn't
[18:34] an issue. Two or three are manageable, but if left too long,
[18:41] clusters can gather. One upside to this shift is that you get to play
[18:48] with some of the facility's toys. Even though there's power on the floor,
[18:53] most of the lights are out. From cursory glances, it's presumed that these
[18:59] creatures had no or through many of the wires, maybe while digging in the
[19:03] walls for an escape, So we're given a light. It's called the firefly,
[19:11] a frosted glass ball with a circle divot at the bottom. I can
[19:15] only presume something in the divot is what makes it float, because this companion
[19:21] drone will silently follow you wherever you go. The firefly amids a light all
[19:26] around in a harsh yellow glow, enough to illuminate most of a corridor you're
[19:32] in, or even in entire room. These fireflies have been around since the
[19:37] eighty fifth generation and haven't been updated since. It's that tried and true.
[19:45] The same can't be said about the weapon in the past. You are armed
[19:51] with a few firearms because of hits worked well to initially stun then finish off
[19:56] those little fur balls, but accuracy plays a significant part in your survival.
[20:03] With how small and fast they are, it's not hard to imagine why the
[20:07] task's survival rate would be rocky. So the technicians have been hard at work,
[20:12] and for around the one hundred and eighth generation, a medium ranged arch
[20:17] throw was introduced. It whirs up and quickly shoots a shold of electricity towards
[20:22] the direction you're facing. Something in the fur ball seems to be conductive because
[20:29] you only have to aim in the general direction, which is much better than
[20:33] trying to hit one mid jump with a nine millimeter. Whatever makes them so
[20:38] malleable to fit through small gaps also seems to mean their membrane is so thin
[20:44] that they perish after one harsh jolt, and the battery lasts long enough to
[20:49] last even a hectic shift, making the job much more trivial on an easy
[20:55] day. However, not every day is an ease. It isn't confirmed whether
[21:03] they have a higher intelligence or it's just coincidence. Still, the fur bulls
[21:08] have been known to set up some devious situations. A report was made that
[21:14] two fur bulls were sitting in a hallway about thirty paces through a doorway.
[21:19] The worker needed to step through to get him ranged to hit both at once.
[21:25] It was only after he stepped through that he realized the situation. A
[21:30] fur bull was lurking above behind the doorframe, and as he focused on the
[21:36] two in the hallway, the lone fur bull dropped down and went straight into
[21:41] the back of his neck between the joints of his helmet and back plate.
[21:47] The five flight documented this and posed a warning for future shift workers. The
[21:52] person who took the next shift had a nightmare cleaning this up because they had
[21:59] a lot of feed on, and he reported that there was an entire wall
[22:03] covered with these things. To survive a shift is what's expected any less,
[22:12] and more often than not, you don't make it out or you get promoted.
[22:18] Something I found is that there doesn't seem to be a ladder to climb
[22:22] within the company. I think it has something to do with my position.
[22:27] I'm not in some lab discovering world bending technologies. I work the floor and
[22:33] maintain the status quo. But I did once get the attention of the higher
[22:38] ups. It didn't happen on a shift, but rather between them. I
[22:45] was traveling through one of the floors to transfer between two elevators, and on
[22:51] my usual route, I noticed the stain in a lesser used hallway. It
[22:56] was a brownish splash, and my first thought with that the technician had spilled
[23:00] the coffee. I figured it would be cleaned and went on to my shift.
[23:07] When I passed by again, it was still there. Not only that,
[23:12] but it was bigger and darker, now almost the strong shade of black.
[23:19] I reported it and moved on. I was assigned the same task later
[23:25] in the week and had to pass through that same section, expecting the mess
[23:30] to be cleaned up. I was surprised when the hallways were cordoned off.
[23:34] I always escorted around, taking much longer to start my shift. It only
[23:41] got worse from then on. Each time I passed by, more and more
[23:47] of that floor's block was sectioned off. After a month, no one was
[23:52] there to walk me around. The pale yellow curtains that blocked viewing of the
[23:56] area were all gone. I tried to make my way through my old route,
[24:03] but was blocked off, this time by a wall. Where I first
[24:10] saw the stain. There was now a whole new lab. Technicians rushed by,
[24:17] seemingly working over time with so many tasks on their hands. I late
[24:22] to learn what happened when I was assigned to assist in that section. The
[24:27] stain grew. At first. They tried cleaning it, but it never changed,
[24:34] no matter what substance or abrace if they used. Eventually it stopped spreading,
[24:41] and when it did, he resembled the silhouette of a man day by
[24:47] day, though he no longer grew outwards, but rather up slowly and seemingly
[24:56] inevitably. A person is coming out of it right now, is being studied,
[25:03] but nothing is known of what will happen when the figure emerges. On
[25:11] the plus side, I was rewarded for reporting it. They gave me an
[25:17] hour with the music box. From my experience, most of the things we
[25:25] deal with here are hell, but not all of them are other worldly threats
[25:30] to humanity. Some are objects of bizarre uses, one of which is the
[25:37] music box. Long term exposure has been known to have adverse effects. However,
[25:45] in the short term it has provided ample reward for especially outstanding work in
[25:52] the field. The object itself looks ornate but otherwise unremarkable. Compared to the
[26:00] horrors here. It's a dark stained oak wooden box with grooves etched around to
[26:06] distinguish the edges. The outside is smoothed with a polished varnish, and across
[26:11] the top is a detailed carving of a snake wrapped in a mother of pearl
[26:17] like effect around an apple with a juicy red resin fill. On the side
[26:22] is a polished brass handle which is used to crank the box. It sits
[26:30] in a rather fittingly decorated room, wooden bookshelves holding ancient looking books, all
[26:37] filled with blank pages. A deep crimson Chesterfield chair sits next to an artificial
[26:42] fireplace. A wooden globe rests nearby, along with an empty decanter and decorated
[26:49] crystal whiskey glasses. To sit there alone could be rewarding enough for some.
[26:56] However, it's once you start the music box that the magic happens. I
[27:06] was given three cranks for my efforts. There is no countermeasure for if you
[27:11] sneak extra cranks in. However, I can only imagine the hell you'd wrought
[27:18] if you overplayed your hand. After all, this is a privilege you don't
[27:23] want to be revoked. It'll be hard to fully convey why the music box
[27:30] is so great, because after three generous cranks, I sat back in the
[27:37] comfort of the single chair and blacked out. When I awoke, my eyes
[27:45] were watery from fresh tears, a bit of crust than the sides of my
[27:48] eyes. There was the taste of nostalgia lingering in the air. A feeling
[27:55] of overwhelming splendor carried through me for the rest of the week. No one
[28:00] knows what happens when you listen to the music box. The few of us
[28:06] who have used it were alone, as mandated by the instructions. We do
[28:11] have our theories, though. One person thought it transcended you to some asterul
[28:17] realm, a brief reprieve from the hell we work in, but only spiritually,
[28:22] because we can't imagine the higher ups ever letting us physically leave this place.
[28:29] Another person thought it simply evoked every positive emotion you can feel, so
[28:34] much so that you black out, yet keep the dopamine and serotonin from the
[28:38] experience for the next few days. I have my own theory. I wonder
[28:45] if it evokes your memories from before coming here. My memories start in this
[28:52] place, and all the fresh recruits are about the same age. We must
[28:59] have had a life before this which was taken. Maybe it brings back the
[29:04] memories of family, ordinary life, and the peace we used to have,
[29:10] of which we're only allocated a certain time with. God knows what the higher
[29:15] ups would do if we ever had knowledge of the outside world, because our
[29:21] drive would no longer be of the efficiency of the facility, but the ability
[29:26] to get out. We're subdued with a mix of fear and complacency. So
[29:32] to have something to fight for, I know of many who would die to
[29:37] try achieving it. But this theory he is a bit of a stretch,
[29:42] or maybe even a hope, and it's one I keep to myself. All
[29:48] I know is that the music box who is not made in the labs here.
[29:53] A lot of the stuff here is brought in from outside. But that
[29:57] doesn't mean our problems only come externally, because we also have our own internal
[30:04] issues. I mentioned that this place runs on generations. No one knows what
[30:12] signifies jump in a generation. It's not annually or any set time period.
[30:19] I know this because I've seen a generation jump after two years and another time
[30:25] after two weeks. However, it is determined It's also how certain things are
[30:30] labeled. I mentioned that I'm part of the one hundred and tenth generation.
[30:37] Currently we're in one hundred and seventeenth. All the people working here are a
[30:41] mix of older and newer generations than me are. The same also applies to
[30:48] technology. I mentioned that the fireflies or eighty fifth GenTech and the arc Farr
[30:55] was one hundred and eighth. These are things we still have stock of and
[31:00] are still being produced to this day. But some tech runs so far back
[31:06] that even the generation number has been lost. With the nature of the facility,
[31:11] archiving isn't the most reliable. On top of that, sometimes entire sectors
[31:18] are lost due to incidents, so some knowledge and tech are lost entirely.
[31:23] And a vital tech that we're slowly running out of is the sleep tubes.
[31:32] It's estimated that they're from around the fifteenth to twenty third generation. Their long
[31:37] glass tubes filled with a pale yellowish chemical topped off with a plastic cover.
[31:44] I work with them sometimes, and what we do with them is simple.
[31:51] If you go to four B sixty six, you'll find a huge circular pit.
[31:56] There are no guard railings around the catwalk, so you have to be
[32:00] careful when navigating the low light environment. The pit goes so far down that
[32:07] it's almost pitch black, though it's not advised if you shine a light down
[32:12] there. You can't see to the bottom. However, you can hear it,
[32:20] a rhythmic groan that pulsates at a slow tempo. You might not figure
[32:25] out what it is when you're there, but when you're told what you're doing,
[32:30] it becomes apparent what it is. It's snoring. Whatever is down there
[32:38] is in a deep sleep. The job is to silently carry the tube to
[32:44] the device along the east catwalk, make sure it's plastic side down, and
[32:49] put the tube in. When secured, you pull the lever. A clunk
[32:54] will go off and the liquid rapidly depletes downwards. A loud groan will echo
[33:01] around the chamber. But stay quiet, and eventually the snoring will resume.
[33:09] Take the tube out, which will now have a puncture in the plastic,
[33:13] and dispose of it. Then you are done. Whatever is down there is
[33:22] currently in a perpetual state of slumber, and it's solely because of this chemical.
[33:30] The problem is we're quickly running out The storage room for them used to
[33:37] be full when I started, but this is one of the five storage rooms,
[33:42] the rest of which are empty. But now we're down to the last
[33:46] quarter of this room stock, which means once these are out, we're out
[33:52] for good. Right now, technicians are hard at work over this, either
[33:58] trying to replicate them, will develop a new system to keep up the perpetual
[34:02] slumber. I don't know of their progress, but to me, it's looking
[34:08] dire. The technicians occasionally take a sample to run tests. I understand the
[34:15] urgency, but each time they take a sleep tube to run tests, that's
[34:21] one less we workers have to use. We're burning the candler both ends and
[34:29] it's worrying. There are a lot of duties that aren't talked about in downtime,
[34:36] either they've become a mundane part of the job or simply because we want
[34:39] to reprieve from the daunting tasks we are given for One shift is talked about
[34:45] in hush circles, the final shift. This isn't the official name of the
[34:52] task, but rather a nickname given by the workers when it's been assigned.
[34:59] It's the hot topic of the day because it might be the last time you
[35:05] ever see that person. The Vinyl shift is performed deep on floor B one
[35:10] hundred. I'm not sure if that's the deepest level of the facility, but
[35:15] it's the furthest I've personally been on. Often there are many experiment sectors within
[35:22] a single floor, but this is an entire level dedicated to this one task.
[35:30] I entered the longest elevator ride i'd ever been on, and when the
[35:34] doors dinged open, I was met with the whole floor bathed in a green
[35:39] light. The instructions are clear and important. Familiarize yourself for a few minutes.
[35:49] Once the lights turn red, it begins. The floor was like any
[35:55] other sterile, cold hallways, viewing windows into small labs and various storage units.
[36:04] However, each one I opened was empty, barely any marring on the
[36:09] edges. Everything here is almost like a prop set up to make the appearance
[36:16] of a normal floor with none of the actual function. I found a few
[36:22] rooms with human sized storage units and a few torn open ducks that I could
[36:27] fit into, and mapped out a clear path through the hallways, making mental
[36:31] notes of any dead ends. When the light turned red, I didn't get
[36:37] as much as i'd of light done, and immediately there was a noise.
[36:45] Something stalked around a few turns, I was no longer alone. The game
[36:52] of cat and mouse had begun. I softly slipped through rooms, I ran
[36:58] when chased. I came dangerously close to death many times. I spent nearly
[37:04] ten minutes in a locker with whatever it was, just knocking on various cabinets
[37:08] in the room. It knocked to my locker a few times, but I
[37:13] held in a whimper long enough for it to not look inside. I was
[37:17] chased through several hallways, and while looking behind I tripped. I saw the
[37:25] corporate a discarded leg of a previous worker. On the final shift, I
[37:32] almost got a good look at the thing, large humanoid in shape. Its
[37:39] silhouette turned the corner and it never slowed. Whether it was for hunger or
[37:45] sport. It wanted to get to me as soon as possible. But as
[37:51] it skirted around the corner, the lights changed. I was bathed in a
[37:57] tinge of green. When the thing stopped, turned and left. It was
[38:06] unceremonious. No final confrontation with the creature, no grand escape from death,
[38:13] not even a disgruntled gesture of defeat from the thing. It simply wandered away.
[38:21] There isn't much context to go off. But talking to the few other
[38:25] survivors of the Final Shift that I knew of, we have some ideas.
[38:30] Whatever it is that chases us lives exclusively on that floor, and it's given
[38:37] about an hour to play each week, sometimes more if it's getting restless,
[38:45] and when it plays, it plays for keeps. With my experience added to
[38:51] our collective information, it strictly sticks to the red light green light set up,
[38:59] but many aunt as lucky. We've lost a lot of people to the
[39:02] Final shift, so being known as someone who's gotten through a shift it's a
[39:07] badge of honor. It doesn't get you anything from the higher ups, after
[39:14] all, to them, I'd simply just done my job, but it commands
[39:19] an aura of respect among the workers. It may seem like torture, but
[39:24] after an hour with that thing, I know for a fact none of us
[39:30] could last much longer than that. So in some twisted way, this system
[39:36] makes sense. This way, it's only dangerous for an hour. If that
[39:43] thing ever got restless and decided to play around the whole facility, all hell
[39:47] would break loose. Though I don't tell this to anyone, I grumble with
[39:54] the rest that it's a torturous system that should be abolished, and this is
[40:01] just one of the many duties we have to do. No two days are
[40:07] the same, and for each task or incident I've mentioned, there are hundreds
[40:13] that I haven't and even then, I haven't seen everything there is to do
[40:19] here. But hey, it's all part of the job.

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