FNAF: Security Breach

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"Where are you?" Glamrock Freddy whispered to himself. The stage area had two locations. The stage where they perform and the platform. And the backstage was the only employees-only area. It was off-limits to guests for a multitude of reasons. The main one. Safety.

Did the child go through here? But why was he screaming? Why did the creator run in such a hurry? Where were they? Surely they found him. What was the point of security guards if they don't do their job properly?

The room was big enough for large groups of people. Almost like a concert. It also has a multitude of tables to have its guests seated. It could act as a makeshift dance floor for the kids when they sing and perform dances.

Would the child be there? Loud thuds on the marble ground were due to his weight in each step he made. It didn't echo but it was noticeable. Stopping at a pile of crates near the backstage he saw a small boy trip and hurt himself. Cringing and whimpering as he hid beneath the table.

Why are you running? Who are you running from? A person in a bunny suit came in and what looked to be a knife in their hand with noticeable red streaks on the blade. "C'mon out Gregory. It was just a g-glitch."

Gregory? Oh, the boy I saw before during one of the performances. Didn't he stumble and nearly fell before? Watching and scanning the situation. The bunny person kept pacing around as if teasing the poor boy.

His acute hearing can hear the boy trying to muffle his fear. His scan concluded that the bunny was a threat. But how did they get into the facility? What is their reasoning for being here?

The shoulder pads the animatronic was equipped with knocked into one of the crates getting the Bunny's attention. As much as he wanted to rush in. He didn't want to risk hurting the child in the scuffle. Yet, the person was smaller than him, he could handle them without much force. Correct?

The bunny walked towards the noise and stopped. Holding a hand up to her head. Not in a way like she's talking on a mic to someone. Like the stagehands, he always sees using. Almost like she was in brief pain.

"Forgive me. But I seem to be distracted. I thought I heard something. No, no, I'm sure it wasn't a mouse." As she was communicating with her unknown employer. The child he knew that was hiding crawled out and hid behind the stage area. Being quiet as possible so she doesn't hear him.

Luckily, for the boy, the stagehands for some reason forget to lock the doors that lead backstage. Or just claimed the locks kept breaking. The boy was small in his opinion. How old was he? He didn't recall the boy saying it.

The boy managed to sneak to the door and tried to creep the door open. Before he could Glamrock Freddy shoved a crate causing it to fall over as the door opened and closed.

Knocking another over to make more noise to muffle his footsteps as he walked over to the over door to the backstage.

"Where did you go? Gregory? Gregory?" Her voice shouted. The glitch becoming slightly stronger.

New objective: Protect flashed in his sights.