Night Shift at Chuck E. Cheese’s

Chuck E. Cheese’s is still running, but it’s aging. The carpet’s matted with soda stains, the machines are starting to fail, and the animatronics stutter more than they dance. During the day, it’s a circus of noise. At night, it’s a silent, twitching grave. The cameras glitch. Something laughs from behind the prize counter. You hear footsteps, but the doors are locked. You’re just covering for someone. This wasn’t supposed to be your problem.