Chapter 3
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Once Niall managed to enter the fenced off area, he began his journey to the buildings.
Although, he was sure to keep his guard up and record everything he was experiencing to the best of his peak abilities.
"It smells like shit out here," He mumbled to himself, crinkling his nose, "What is that?"
As he continued his path, the awful stench grew stronger and stronger.
He groaned to himself, finding that the smell wasn't just a whiff he got of a dead skunk.
Actually, it couldn't be a skunk or any animal for that matter. The fence, as he painfully found out, was very sharp and barbed with wire so no animal could enter.
He took out his recorder, flipped to his personal recording file, and began speaking.
"When i first entered the area, the smell was...earthy? Yea, probably from the rain last night, and a little muddy-"
He paused and glanced at his white shoes, now finding they had new brown color to them. He groaned, annoyed at himself.
"And now my fucking shoes are ruined, great."
He continued to speak into the mic, eventually giving up. The wind was forceful and overpowered his voice.
All he could hear his footsteps across the damp earth and the faint screams of cicadas from a mile away.
Niall moved his tongue across his mouth, rewetting the area. His mouth had gotten a little dry, because he was just a tad...unnerved.
But not scared, Niall prided himself on the fact that he wasn't really scared of anything. Well, besides texts from his mother reading 'i want to have a talk'.
Nevertheless, he marched on, anticipation bursting in his stomach.
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"Welcome to Helmer's Fun Park." Niall droned aloud, then squinted at the sign, reading with a fake enthusiasm, "Oh no, its 'Welcome to Helmer's Fun Park!'"
"Where your ass isn't the only thing thats candy." He added mockingly, speaking to himself. (A/n: candy-ass is an insult, this isnt Niall wanting to eat ass lmao.)
This sign was sweet treat themed, with a licorice border and jelly bean words. But, a clown was still integrated, just licking a lollipop by the corner.
For being a decade old, the sign was in decent shape. Sure, the weather took its toll, but the writing was still legible.
Some old scraps of tickets were littered around the ground, and even floating in the soda fountain in front of him.
Large, multicolored lollipops guarded the entrance, standing tall.
Theres a small ticket booth, presumably where one would buy tickets to go on rides and see shows, before the entrance.
Niall went over, and looked to see if anyone was there, but only found a doll sitting in the chair. It had a ticket in its hand with the cash register open, setting a scene.
Niall scrunched his nose, finding the scene oddly cute but mostly creepy.
On the counter, outside of the glass window on the booth, was another doll. This one was a slumped over clown, with its mouth sewn into a smile.
The eyes were bright, however, and staring straight at Niall. The doll had on a sparkling blue, sprouting hat with a body suit to match.
"Don't you look fancy?" Niall mused, "Where you headed? 12 hour shift at the corner?"
The doll just sat.
"I like you." Niall said, pulling out his camera and taking a picture. He wanted to stay true to the park and leave the doll alone, but couldn't help but take it.
"Don't worry, i have a couple socks to keep you company." He assured, placing the doll into his bag.
After readjusting his bag, he walked into the park. To the north of him was a gift, but it had a caved in wall.
When he entered, the awful stench he smelled earlier hit him in the face. A broken pipe was spewing out green gas, that when next to, Niall felt loopy.
Immediately, he placed his shirt over his nose and made a run for it.
"Well, it seems like we have an uninvited guest joining us!" A voice mocked through a pair of speakers, "Everybody up now, we've got a show to perform!"
Niall was a bit taken back at the person, who was he even talking to? He was the only one there.
Maybe there was a sensor that detected his movement, and set off this preset voice recording. It was probably to veer people off, but Niall wasn't budging.
He didnt even know where to begin, he didnt even have a map! With a determined huff, he headed towards the gift shop to start exploring.
"Aww, is someone feeling lost?" The voice cooed over the speakers, "The exit is right behind you."
Niall took out his recorder, "Staff is very unfriendly. Not a welcoming environment at all."
The gift shop had only a few knick knacks, all of which were useless to Niall. There was a doll in the 'Helmer's Fun Park' exclusive shirt, however, propped up against a window as to model.
He walked out, and decided to head towards a big ferris wheel he saw. But after walking for a bit, he found another ride beside him, the teacups.
Dolls littered the rides, some laying down, some leaning against the wall. They all had on casual, visitor clothes.
"The exit is the other way, sweets," The voice told, waiting after Niall ignored them to speak again, "Where are you even going?"
"I dont know where im going, thats the point of investigative journalism!" Niall shouted, then mumbled to himself, "Any average asshole would know that, but i guess you're just an exception."
The voice let out a low laugh, keeping quiet and observing the intruder.
Niall didn't like the feeling of being watched, especially when they would make rude comments to him.
He had made it to an old, fair concession stand, and his stomach growled at the pictures. But, it then suddenly became full with the smell of rotting food through the air.
"Wild guess, but i think some health codes are being violated." He spoke in to his recorder, then placed it back.
But, he did see a rather interesting bottle that could contain water, which is what he desperately was craving for.
He went to enter behind the counter, but found it was locked. He frowned, jingling the chain for a bit before trying to yank it. All of his attempts however, made no progress.
"Keep trying, by all means...you're doing great." The voice mused, taunting Niall.
Niall groaned, giving up on the lock, "Fuck off."
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