A golden ticket and a sweet tooth

*Penny looks round suspiciously as she opens the door*

Penny: Did you get the weird giggling in your head too?

Van: yeah...

*Penny gulps nervously*

Penny: Something weird is going on.

Van: we cant leave it alone though. What if its the thing that caught vibes and carm

*Penny nods*

Penny: Right. But we should have some kind of...

Van: Don't say it!

Penny: well we need something!

*Van groans*

Van: Okay let's get the protection suits.

*the 2 struggle to get the suits on*

*They wobble awkwardly*

Van: i still feel off pen

* Penny groans*

Penny: Me too...I...I can't put my finger on it.

*the 2 soon make it to the factory*

* Penny turns to Van*

Penny: We need to move carefully, something about this place is giving me the creeps.

Van: agreed. Ill take the left hall

*Penny laughs awkwardly*

Penny: Guess that leaves me the right.

*the 2 split up*

Van: why does this suit feel more awkward than usual

* Penny strains as she walks*

Penny (thought): When did walking in these suits get so hard?

*she soon arrives in a large walk in drink cooler*

* Penny looks round*

Penny (thought): This place is suspiciously empty.

Penny: aside all these sodas....

* Penny gets closer*

Penny (thought): I know I shouldn't but...I...I am...thirsty...

*she grabs one*

Penny: i....i need something....

*She removes the helmet from her protection suit*

*she takes a drink, starting to float up*

* Penny looks down*

Penny (thought): W...What's happening?