What's going on?
They are leaving.
What? Why?
Liam is dead.
...
I know this is upsetting.
That's impossible, isn't it? Even if he dies, what about plot armor?
What are you talking about?
Never mind.
...
Someone burst into the closet. If they could start, they would have. It was the red vixen, carrying a bucket of ...
Was that blood?
She poured it on the odd puppet in the corner, put the crate on top of it, and left the closet.
Interesting.
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(OLD) The events of the convention, Volume One
FanfictionNOTE! THIS STORY IS OLD, AND NOW NON-CANON! Current version: https://www.wattpad.com/story/315713229-the-events-of-the-convention Liam was just looking for a job. The one he found was nice, and paid well, even if it did bring back memories. And...
