StarDustQueen42

Fallen Blood (A Jackbox Story) Step. Step. Step. Screech. Step. Step. Step. Screech. The young boy skipped beside the elderly man. His rolling cane squealed loudly as he pushed it ahead of himself. Although the kid beside him strolled with gleeful strides, his tiny stature kept him close to the old man’s side. “Busy day Stan?” The little one asked. “Aunty Vale told me the elevator was being weird all day!” “Oh, like you wouldn’t believe,” Stan replied with a raspy sigh. “First it wouldn’t open, then it would take guests to the wrong floor, and lately it hasn’t shown up at all! I’m been talking to your Uncle Clive all day about it, but for the life of me I don’t know what’s going on!” “Oh boy. Sounds crazy.” The kid answered. “Maybe the ghosts are pulling a prank on you?” “If that’s the case, I don’t find it very funny.” Stan raised his cane and shook it in the air. “You hear me, ghosts? I’ve had enough of your tom-foolery!!!” As if on cue, the two of them could hear faint