"Dad. . ."
Oswald's father stopped, turning to his son who had fallen behind.
Jeff, froze as he dropped the soda,"Holy shit. . .", Oswald's Dad froze, his son stood there holding his arm that was bleeding purposely.
"Can we go to the hospital. . ."
"OSWALD!"
Then everything just stopped. . . Oswald laid on the ground, the adrenaline wearing off and now felt pain all over, especially in his arm and his head, pounding like a dream and ringing.

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"I NEED A DOCTOR!"
"OH MY GOD!!"
Late Night Nurses rushed to the shouting, seeing a young boy bleeding out as his Dad barely stops the bleeding by using Jeff's apron.
"OSWALD!!!"
A nurse sprinted past others, rushing go her husband and son, her eyes filled with tears that were blinding her vision as she looked at her son.
"My baby. . ."
"GET THE DOCTOR!!!"

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It was. . . Hours. . .
Oswald's Mom, Jolene, was used to the late nights as was her husband, Fredrick; But also the thought their son was in pain or worse. . . He shook his head, not wanting to think of that.
The door opened, they jumped to their feet.
The doctor nods,"He's okay; His arm is very, very damaged and needs plenty of rest.", Jolene nods,"Can, can you tell us what happened? His arm it. . .", The doctor, scratched his beard,"That's. . . It's clear he was bitten by something but. . . It's best a show you.", so they were let into the room at last.

Their son lay there, sleeping peacefully, getting blood through a drop and his arm. . . Jolene covered her mouth, tears whelming up as Fredrick pulled her close, rubbing her shoulder to let her know he was here.
The Doctor showed them his arm. . .
His arm, while clear he was bitten by something; There was so many. . . Punctures to his arm.
"Looking at the bite, it was something big; Had a very wide jaw and wasn't letting go of your son's arm, he's lucky he didn't get his arm ripped off from what I can see. . . But I can't identify what bit him. I mean, look at all marks. . .
That was true, it was like something that had very, very sharp teeth and had somehow rows of those sharp teeth.
. . .
"I think we'll need to discuss this more in the morning. . . He needs to sleep. . ."
Jolene nods, stepping out as the doctor goes to offer her some help.
Fredrick leaned down to his son, brushing his hair out of his face, he kissed his son's forehead.
"You're safe now, Ozzy. . ."
And knowing he was safe, he went home with his wife.

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Fredrick sat at the end of the bed, thinking of what had just happened back at Jeff's Pizza.
He was grabbed by a rabbit, dragged through a Freddy's, tied up and then Oswald. . .
He ran his hands through his hair, unsure of what to make of what had happened or what the deal is with that ballpit but as soon as the police investigation begins; He'll get his answer from Jeff.