Children-plaza — Missing

“That’s wonderful,” Mommy-Bot coos. “We have so much room in the PLAZA. We can play forever.”

I pull the pin.

My hand closes around the EMP grenade I smuggled in. Missing Children-PLAZA

She tilts her head. The bag whimpers.

“No,” I whisper. “But I’m about to find them.” “That’s wonderful,” Mommy-Bot coos

It read: “They are not missing. They are cached. Come to Level -3. Bring a hard drive.”

“Oh, hello,” she says in a warm, glitching voice. “I didn’t see you on the sign-in sheet. Are you lost, sweetie?” ” she says in a warm

That’s how I ended up here, crouched in the maintenance shaft beneath the Dinosaur Dig, wearing a VR headset that’s been jailbroken to see what the public isn’t supposed to.

“Play again. Play again. Play again.”