The Arcade of Mystery

Okay, okay, calm down!

Enough! Both of you! Everyone is stressed and confused, arguing won’t help. We all need to work together to figure out who we are, where we are, why we’re here, and what is going on here!

I don’t know, maybe we should look around. There’s people everywhere, maybe one of them knows something?

W-where are we..? (nervous)

Who the hell are you?!

Well, should we at least.. I don’t know, look around?

Well, technically no.. you’re a wolf. That *is* slightly better, you have to admit.

According to my calculations that is.. Unfortunately very probable..

This might not be the fun you think it is, Milo.

No.. It's just…you.. Might want to go look at your reflection..

I don’t know who any of you are, but I just wanna get out of this place.. Where even are we.?

Well.. we should figure out what this place is. I’m sure they’ll be fine.

Better question… who are all of you?

Guys look, an exit!

Who cares who he was? How come he can fly but we can’t?! That’s so unfair! Especially for me, I’m a ghost who can’t fly!

*snicker* Who cares when you all look like THAT?! (Trying to contain a laugh)

DOG, WOLF, FOX, COYOTE, I DON’T CARE WHAT I AM, I LOOK LIKE AN IDIOT!

Must be a stupid ghost then.

Did you REALLY think that was an actual exit?! *laugh*

Same thing, I don’t see you lasting long anyways. Bye!

That’s for me to know and you sad miserable little idiots to desire to know.

An old arcade.. Something out of the ‘90’s. That’s where our story begins. A group of six sorry, unfortunate guests now trapped here.

The group all paused and stared at the silly looking cartoon wolf. He had no room to speak on appearance.

The cotton candy colored racoon with a star in place of his left eye commented. The group paused at his question. What WAS the cartoon wolf’s name?

You.. you’re.. Human..? That can’t be..

This arcade is.. It’s weird. None of us know how to explain it.

Sly likes to.. Torture the humans who enter his arcade.. But everyone has a breaking point, you both obviously know that..

Ah, so you’ve already met Sly.. Yes indeed, he is that axolotl you all met. He kind of runs this arcade.

Actually.. None of us know.. Well.. no one from my group of humans..

The oldest corrupted we ever met got here in 1979, and he said he doesn’t remember encountering any corrupted in his time before corrupting.. So I would assume that’s when the arcade opened.