About half an hour had passed when Ben had at last found the factory that made Masky's type of pills along with other things including medicine and cosmetics. 

When the vital information was found out Ben and Hoodie had alerted Slendy, telling him that they'll be going over to the factory in order to obtain the meds. Slendy agreed with the idea and had allowed the whole team to go so that Masky was under his watchful eye. As soon as Slendy said yes, Hoodie gathered everyone and told them what was to happen and that was the best explanation that could be given for why the whole team was gathered in front of a rather fancy gate. 

Ben shouldered his satchel, his laptop making the strap dig into his shoulder as his red pinpoints stared at what was in front of him. A rather fancy looking C was placed in the middle of the gate, bars of metal intertwining with it appearing to be vines in a way. The C was supposed to represent the factory's company- Cobraworks and if Ben had remembered correctly, it was started up by a woman called Daphne who was known to be one of the richest people out there- that is until she "died mysteriously". As for her three children- there was no information on any of them which was rather strange. 

"Doesn't look like there's any security guards." Spoke up EJ. 

"Not really surprising." Said Cyn, a guarded expression on her face. She walked out from the cluster they were in and went over to beside the gate where there was a keypad and what seemed to be an eye scanner.  Ben frowned slightly. 

"Hey Cyn, I can-" But before he could finish his sentence Cyn was already punching in numbers making the gate swing open. She looked back seeing their questioning looks but she just shrugged it off- ignoring them as she casually walked through. "I've broken in here before." She said, answering everyone's unanswered question. 

Slowly, the rest of the group followed walking into the grounds. 

Before them stood the pristine looking factory. The buildings were done white, and weren't all that high. Windows were scattered around- their glass revealing absolutely nothing that was inside. Possibly because it was quite dark.  

Onward they continued to walk- until they reached what seemed to be the front door, this gave  a reason for Ben to take out some device and to hook onto an electrical aspect. Thanks to this he was able to bring down the security with ease, giving them easy access and the chance of their mission to not be interrupted in the slightest way. 

Together the group entered, pavement floors stretching out for what appears to be ages with metal walls and beams disrupting the pathways. Lights hang above them, casting an eerie glow on the things that were around them. Some of them were quite surprised that they were only met with hallways opposed to conveyor belts and cranes. 

"u- uh... I- I think we should, um split u- up." Everyone turned to look at Bree, her face going bright red at their attention. She looked down, brushing her hair past her ear, "j- just thought it w- would um be easier..." She spoke quietly, "that's a- all." 

"No... That's actually a pretty good idea." Commented Hoodie, giving Bree a warm smile to ease her. 

Jeff just snorted, hating the reaction, "going soft Hoodie? Remember this chick here is a non-killer, a non-creepypasta." 

"If Slendy didn't think she could be one then she wouldn't be here." Said Hoodie. 

"Pfft, the guy's been around since the dawn of time. His mind is going."

"Guuuuys." Whined Neon, "can we move on please? I'm bored!" 

"I bags being with Clocky!" Shouted out Toby, instantly draping his arm over his girlfriend, she smiled a bit. However it didn't seem as sincere as it used too. 

"Well if we're picking people that we're going with then I guess I'll go with you Cyn." Commented Puppet, a sly smile on his lips. She just looked at him, a repulsive look on her face. 

More things were said and soon they were all sorted out into groups- EJ, Puppet and Cyn as one group while Jeff, Ben, Bree and Hoodie were another. Toby and Clocky were with each other as requested however they had Neon and LJ tagging along as some sort of chaperones.

So now in groups, they all went their separate ways. Toby, LJ and Neon goofing about with Clocky feeling rather awkward, Jeff teasing Ben as Hoodie and Bree just watched on while Puppet continued to bother Cyn with EJ trying to stop anything drastic from happening. 

They head down their pathes, checking every nook and crany for their obective while killing anyone and everyone who got in the way. Part way though this venture, Cyn finally snapped. 

"Puppet I swear to god I will reach down your throat and pull out your esophagus, just shut up." She seethed, stopping in her tracks so that she could snap at the hovering poltergeist.

"Oh my Cynical, isn't that quite violent though?" He queried sweetly, giving her a gentle smile. "We don't want anyone getting hurt." 

"Puppet, just leav-" Started EJ but was interrupted by a reply from his fellow team member.  

"This fist," she pointed to her now raised and curled hand, "will punch you in the face, and then these hands," she waved her hands to put some attention onto them, "will wrap around your neck and twist it." 

"But how can you do that, when I have these?" As soon as he completed his sentence golden strings came out from his fingertips, their material glowing and seeming to sparkle in the light. They wove around the place as Puppet wiggled his fingers soundless telling them to wrap themselves on the body of Cyn. She attempted to reach for her scissors- wanting to swipe the strings away from her, however she would find that the action will be impossible as they went around her wrists, neck, ankles, elbows and various of other places. 

The poltergeist commanded her to work, her feet stepping one after the other until they got quite close to the man that was in control. He looked into her eyes, seeing utter and pure anger- but there was a bit of loneliness that was peeking beneath their depths- nearly hidden but not quite. 

He continued to control her movements, making her get closer to him- controlling her arms to snake around his neck so that they were close and intimate. He leaned in and put his mouth near her ear, soft words escaping him.

"Look here dear. I'm the one that's in control." He said softly. "Pushing me away is not going to do anything. You and I? We're going to be friends for a lifetime." 

"Puppet get off of her now!" And with that his concentration was broken as EJ's scalpel cut through the strings- thus making them go to a boring yellow. 

And as soon as those strings fell limp Cyn's arms tightened around Puppet's neck, her making him stoop down to her level as she had placed him in a choke hold. She then threw him back, sending a kick to where his crotch before punching him in the face- pushing him down to the ground. As if those actions didn't express her anger she then firmly placed her foot firmly on his crotch again before walking off. Smoke seeming to radiate from her as EJ innocently looked after her, Puppet's groans reaching his ears. 

"This is going to be a looong day." He sighed. 

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*sighs* Bittersweet by the amazing Panic!AtTheDisco 

I need a new cover for this story, I absolutely hate this one ;-; does anyone have any ideas? 

Anyways.... Have a good day! :)