Chapter 60

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As Bunzo looked around the dark room, he saw a small flash from the back of the corner. He was curious, so he crawled under the boards, and walked over a few stray boards that creaked under his weight, but he was determined to find Hoppy. "Hello?" he asks the dark room, hearing some noises from the whole way back near the abandoned equipment. He gulps going closer and farther into the dark room. The air in the room felt a lot colder, he squinted in the darkness, and listened for the scudding sound again. He listened for a good while until a wrench fell seemingly from a tall shelf, as the wrench clattered to the ground a bird swooped out of its hiding place behind a few boxes scaring Bunzo even more as he shrieked throwing his symbols behind him. The bird looked at him curiously before it flew off onto a tall shelf to the left of the door. Bunzo was shaken up so he went to run out of the room, but he tripped over his symbol and onto the stray wooden planks on the floor. Seems they were covering a tube of sorts, but Bunzo was shaking so badly, the boards were creaking under his weight. He shuffled off the board a bit, but remained on it long enough to see his left symbol had lodged itself between the planks, balancing between them. Bunzo's heart dropped as his beloved symbol was going to fall if he didn't think to be quick and grab it. He turned around grabbing his left symbol sticking it to his paw while he shuffled back onto the planks. "I will get to you" he scooted towards the center of the planks feeling them bend underneath him. He started to shake a bit feeling scared to fall, but he reached his symbol and pulled it to safety. "Yes!" he said with a smile on his face as he scurried off the planks and out of the abandoned room. "I hope to never go back there again..." he said out loud running as the bird watched him leave, but the bird wasn't quick enough to fly as a figure attacked it, piercing through its head and dragging it through a small hole in the wall towards another room, a room housing a defenseless little rabbit, and leaving the poor egg in the nest to fend for itself.

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