Marionette.
Bree's hands begun to slightly quiver as she looked up to find marionette looming over them, Amy slightly cringing and slowly standing up to face marionette as he seemed to step back and lean against the box.
"Well, look what the cat dragged in."
Bree made a small hiss and stood up as well, staring at marionette and noticing something..different about him. "What do you want, puppet?"
"Nothing, at the moment. Go while you can, don't get caught. There are many places to hide."
"..what?"
"JUST GO-!"
With that Bree's eyes struck with fear as she grabbed Amy's hand and quickly pulled her out, running down to the first room she could find--parts and service. "B-Bree! What are we-"
"Ssh."
"But-"
"He'll hear you."
"..?"
The two of them listened in silence as the feint sound of the familiar tune 'pop goes the weasel' played in the distance, though it seemed to be coming..closer. Amy felt her breath hitch in her throat as she grabbed Bree's arm and dragged her under a table, Bree making a small wince but covering her mouth as marionette entered the room rather quickly.
"oh night guards, where are you?~"
The two of them slightly reeled back against the wall as marionette looked around for them, Bree slightly shaking and clinging to Amy from fear. Amy didn't click, but Bree knew something was very wrong with the puppet.
Perhaps he lost control?
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Escape- A FNAF Fanfiction
Casuale"O-Oh god..what do we do? It's staring at me.." "just relax, dear. Put the mask on, and you'll be fine." "..." ------ Our two young stars Amy and Bree had always adored playing the top indie game, Five nights at Freddys. When the second version cam...
