//• Chapter 22: Hidden Truth •//

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As they made their way through the hallway, one peculiar room caught the chicken's attention, causing her to stop in her tracks, Mangle accidentally bumping into her because of the said action.

"Careful there, Chica. We could've fallen." The mess of parts mumbled, before their gaze averted to where the chicken was looking at, head tilting slightly.

"That's ..."

"An office." Chica responded, giving a wary glance to her surroundings, gradually looking to the vixen.

"Stay here and keep an eye out for anything suspicious, I'll be right back."

Before the vulpine could respond, Chica was gone, the door closing behind her, causing the pink and white fox to huff. "This is gonna be a great mess."

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The office, which looked more like a living room on the inside, had several small details and decorations throughout. The false-ceiling was adorned with colorful spotlights, all of which were powered off. In one corner was a large couch; its black-leathered covering just beckoning for anyone to sit on it. There lied a small table in front of the couch, on top of which various pens and papers were scattered.

Moving over to the room's right was a long dark-blue carpet, papers were scattered all over it as well, though most of them were blank, empty pages. Tilting her head at the place's gloomy aura, the chicken's eyes pivoted to the large office table in front of the middle wall of the room, just like everything else, papers were on that table too, only, they were stacked into piles, like important officework. A few blueprints were lying on the table, something that forced her to see what they were for.

She moved over to the large table, the few blueprints lying on top seemed useful, but for what, that was something the chicken didn't know about. Running her arm across the surface, two of the blueprints caught her eye, one displaying the structure of an animatronic rabbit, the other being a bear. The right sides on both the heads of animatronics on the said blueprints were circled with a red marker, small writing indicating that a part was missing from both of them. As small writing wasn't really visible to her apart from a few words, she decided to take the blueprints to Mangle, as the mass of parts would have a better chance at reading what it said.

Just as she reached the door, she sensed something slide to where her power switch was, and before she could retaliate, she was powered down.

A figure watched as she dropped to the ground, shaking its head slowly.

'Didn't you hear? Messing with someone else's work isn't a good habit.'

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