Title: A Game of Tag in the Shadows
Scene: An Abandoned Pizzeria
The dim lights flicker above, casting long shadows across the dusty floor of the abandoned pizzeria. The air is thick with the scent of stale popcorn and forgotten laughter, now echoing only in memory. A small child with bright eyes, filled with glee, runs excitedly through the worn-out play area, giggling as they weave between the tattered remnants of old animatronics.
Vanny: (Giggling softly, her voice a mix of cheer and something darker) “Catch me if you can! You’re it!”
Vanny, dressed in her white rabbit suit, her expression playful yet slightly sinister, dashes after the child. Her movements are fluid and agile, the fabric of her costume rustling with each step, reflecting a twisted kind of joy. Glitchtrap’s voice echoes in her mind, a constant reminder of their connection, urging her on.
Child: (Laughing, glancing back) “No, you have to stay away, Vanny! I’m faster!”
The child takes off, their small feet pounding against the ground as they smile brightly, filled with the innocence of the game. Vanny’s heart races with excitement, the thrill of the chase awakening something deep within her, a playful side she almost forgot she had.
Vanny: (In an exaggerated, dramatic voice) “Oh, but you can’t escape me! I’m the fastest bunny there ever was!”
She lunges forward, a playful grin on her face as she tries to close the gap. She dodges around a decrepit booth, the laughter of the child ringing like sweet music in her ears. The thrill of the chase pulls her deeper into the game, the shadows of the pizzeria looming over them like an audience to their frolic.
Child: (Giggling, hiding behind a broken animatronic) “You’ll never find me now!”
Vanny pauses, narrowing her eyes playfully as she pretends to search. She circles the area dramatically, pointing and pretending to call out.
Vanny: “Oh, I wonder where my little friend has gone? Is someone hiding in the shadows…?”
With a swift motion, she lunges toward the animatronic, her hands outstretched as if to “tag” the child, her laughter echoing eerily off the walls. The child squeals and darts away, and Vanny’s heart swells with joy at the innocent thrill of the game.
Vanny: “Gotcha!”
She slips through the narrowing spaces between the old arcade machines, her focus honed in on the child’s laughter, blending delight with a creeping darkness that whispers to her. The echoes of Glitchtrap’s voice mix with the sounds of the child’s joy, creating a dissonance that makes her chase all the more exhilarating.
Child: (Breathless, yet exhilarated) “No, Vanny! You’re supposed to be ‘it’ now!”
Vanny slows down, pretending to be caught, her smile wide and almost predatory. She really is ‘it,’ but for this precious moment, all she can feel is the joy of playing, the connection to the child weaving through her chaotic thoughts.
Vanny: “Ah, but you’re too quick for me! A clever one, indeed!”
As they continue their playful game of tag, the abandoned pizzeria reawakens, if only for a moment, to the sounds of laughter and the thrill of innocent play, a haunting echo of mischief intertwined with something darker just beneath the surface…