Ch. 1: Introduction. As Cry Baby walked through all the familiar doors, she cried a little more after seeing the Huggy Wuggy mural. She always cried, in fact, that's how she got her name. Her Brother mistook her Mother calling her a crybaby as her name being Cry Baby. Her face was always damp with tears. She looked around, seeing 4 doorways. Two in front of her, being blocked off by the turny things that count how many people enter a building and both leading to the same room, and the other two on the left and right of the room. She took a step, but tripped falling on the broken glass from the windows of the decrepit building. She let out a sob as she looked at the various cuts on her legs and hands now from falling on the broken glass. She stood up, wiping her tears with her bleeding hands, leaving a smear of blood on her cheek. Her dad used to work here, so she knew many things about this place… but apparently there was more to find out that she would soon learn. She turned to the left, knowing there would be a room with a code that would open a door with a room that had controls for all the lights. She tapped in the code that was on the mysterious paper she got. “Green, pink, yellow, and red…” Cry Baby said, as she pushed the buttons accordingly. The door opened and she walked in. She walked over to the power box, opening it and flipping the lever to turn the power on. She jumped when the tv in the middle of the room turned on. “The GrabPack.” The tv read. The tv then went to go over the GrabPack, and what it does. It went over what it can grab, how it conducts electricity, and other things like that. This piece of equipment was obviously made for the electricians in the building when it was running, but it could probably help a visitor like her along the way. She didn’t know what to expect anyways, so anything could help. She grabbed the GrabPack and giggled a little bit as she played around with the hand. Sadly the GrabPack only had one hand, the blue one. She didn’t know where the red one was as shown in the tape, but hoped to find it soon. She walked into the room she came from, the room now being full of the same natural light that let her see before and the new lights that she powered on. She walked into the room in the front of the room, seeing a blue hand panel. She shot the blue hand at the panel, as the bar on the bottom filled up. Once the bar was full, the door opened. Tears flooded her eyes at what she saw.
