Trapped in a dream

The phone guy

"Hello, hello? Uh, I wanted to record a message for you to help you get settled on your first night. Um, I actually worked in that office before you. I'm finish-*banging* uh, I'm finishing my last week now, matter of fact. *banging* Uh, hey, do me a favor and check inside those suits in the back room?*chime* you know...*deep moan* oh, no-*noises followed by a loud screech and static*"
I covered my mouth in shock and grief. I looked at Mark briefly, his face on the verge of crying. I stumbled forward and put down the phone softly. Mark cleared his throat and quietly stared at the cameras. I glanced over at him and instead of sadness, I found confusion. I walked over to where he was standing, the cellophane crunching under my shoes. I stared in horror at the CCTV. On the stage there was only the bear. "What?!" I swiftly leaned over and pushed the red gleaming button.KACHUNK!.
I pushed off the wall to return back to where I was standing, breathing a sigh of relief. "Solved!" Mark was twisting the knob on the monitor gently, trying to get a better picture. I examined the side of the screen, finding 6 button on the left side. "Um...look at the right side of the monitor." He felt around the side of the screen, searching. I heard little clicks of the buttons wobbling in their places as he brushed over them. He looked at me and I nodded my head. He pressed a random button and the screen flashed with static and white noise. It cleared up kinda and showed a hall. "Wait..." I stared deeply into the screen. I saw a shadow standing in the doorway.