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[Guess who's barricaded himself inside his room today? Yup , you're friendly neighborhood nuerotic janitor. Sid is in his room, door locked with a bunch of soda and junk food. He is not going out there or anywhere near that Mist. he hates what it does to him, making him only think about being torn apart by those monster toys he had created as a kid. Or experiencing the bitter memories of his father , and his parents' fights. Every negative feeling he felt , every paranoid worry came back to him.
He remembered talking to the father after the toy incident stammering about how the toys moved. "I'm not gonna be the one to pay for this crackpot kid o' yours!" his father had yelled.
In the back of his head he membered that he was the janitor, he would have to come out at some point right? No , not until the mist was gone. They'd think he was crazy but if he went out there and they saw him muttering under his breath about toys's following him they would know he was crazy. ]
He remembered talking to the father after the toy incident stammering about how the toys moved. "I'm not gonna be the one to pay for this crackpot kid o' yours!" his father had yelled.
In the back of his head he membered that he was the janitor, he would have to come out at some point right? No , not until the mist was gone. They'd think he was crazy but if he went out there and they saw him muttering under his breath about toys's following him they would know he was crazy. ]