𝐿𝒾𝓉𝓉𝓁𝑒 𝑀𝒾𝓈𝓈 𝑅𝒶𝓉𝓇𝒾 [TPN X Reader]

2.4

Goldy pond

Norman

The sound of my shoes, echoed in these halls as I walked with Peter.  He was taking me to an empty hallway, I quickly noticed a big window. 

On the other side was a big outdoor place-- "[Name]! has finished all 20 of her laps!"  I was surprised, this was her punishment for just losing a race to a Mom?

Peter sat at the computer pointing to the seat beside him, "Come sit over here" I sat down following him. "Did you know [Name] has killed dozens of cattle children-"

"-So I wonder what makes Gracefield so special?" He stated. "Huh? how did he know about-"

His eyes wandered back to the window. Ranting, "She snuck in there when she was around nine, Curious as ever... Everybody was anxious as the perfect scorers were getting closer and closer to adoption-"

"Nevermind I'm getting off track---  I'll get to the point did [Name] help you?" He didn't make eye contact with me. He was expecting an answer, "I was surprised, I had no clue She was apart of this." I turned to a screen, it was a camera that allowed us to see Y/n closer. He hummed at my reply.

I saw a man with glasses, and I assume helpers pushing a cart behind him----He seemed to say something to Y/n. I heard something click, I realized the sound was turned on.

"Let's see if your shooting skills got rusty," The guy said. "Is that a challenge" Y/n replied... He went to grab something from the cart-- "Try this" He handed her a simple pistol.

There were targets in front of them- "Bullseye?" She looked up at the man. "What else are you gonna aim for?" I heard a scoff from him.

"Ok--"

You could hear birds flee the area-- as gunshots poured in.