Chapter 8

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"V-Vincent...!?" You mumbled, stumbling backwards, startled.

He smirked and chuckled. "What are you doing here? It's not anywhere near midnight yet."

You rolled your eyes. "Can't you answer that yourself? You're a night guard, too, and you're here."

He rolled his eyes. "Whatever," he muttered.

You turned back to the children.

You had to find their parents, but you weren't going to tell Vincent about it. He was a child murderer, after all. You decided you'd get Mike or one of the other night guards to help you.

"Are the other night guards here?" You asked quietly.

"Jeremy is. It's just us three, though." Vincent replied.

You wanted to go find him and get him to help you, but you thought that it was probably a bad idea leaving Vincent alone with the children. But you had to find Jeremy.

"Uh, I'll be right back, Vincent.." You mumbled, running off.

~Vincent's POV~

I sighed as she ran off.

I liked her, I truly did. But did she like me back? Probably not.

I sighed and sat down at one of the tables.

"We remember, Vincent..."

I whipped around. Nothing. "Huh..?"

"We never forget.."

I shook my head.

"Vincent... Did you forget about us...?"

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