~₴ɄⱤⱤØɄ₦ĐɆĐ ฿Ɏ ₥Ø₦₴₮ɆⱤ₴~ FNAF Security Breach X Male Reader

Chapter 3: Misfits.

*Loved the reactions I got to the gore in the last chapter although picturing it in my mind made it sound worse than I described, though it was still well depicted I suppose, I think I could have done better. Maybe that's just me being cynical towards my own writing. Nonetheless, shall we continue? The gang is waiting!*

(Y/n)'s mind was swimming, he felt submerged into the sea like his head was dunked under one of those hit the ball and dunk someone machines or like a permanent baptism.

A baptism where he could never abolish his sins and be born anew, where his sins stuck to his bones like hot tar, refusing to be pried away.

(Y/n) felt himself drift aimlessly in a sea of black as occasionally things would drift past him. Things he could not define in complete accuracy. They were sinking or bouncing between the surface and completely submerged into the inky depths.

Perhaps those were memories.

Suddenly, (Y/n) washed ashore onto a polished floor. Its tiles were checkered black and white. Two corridors lay in wait for him to decide which to take. A single vent rested above him in the wall.

(Y/n) felt his feet move on their own, taking him down the right corridor. The dim light at the end of the hall beckoned him impatiently its light throbbing and pulsing almost like a heartbeat clinging desperately to life.

(Y/n) heard a faint voice at the end of the hallway singing to itself happily.

A familiar voice.

(Y/n) willed himself forward, not that he essentially had any choice in the matter. However, strangely enough, it felt as though something was pleased with his urging to get to the end of the hallway.

(Y/n) reached a single room where a familiar white rabbit stood in front of a recharging chamber housing a single silhouette in it.

(Y/n) reached up and touched his hollow eye socket feeling nothing. Red hot rage entered his being as he tightened his knuckles angrily.

It was her.

The woman who took his eye.

The woman in the rabbit outfit turned to him not surprised to see him as she continued to sing her song.

She giggled happily.

"Y̶o̴u̸ ̸a̸r̶e̵...̷" 

"M̶i̷n̶e̴,̵ ̷y̶o̸u̸'̴r̴e̶ ̴m̴i̶n̷e̶,̶ ̸d̸o̷n̸'̷t̷ ̷w̶a̷s̷t̸e̷ ̴m̵y̶ ̶p̵r̵e̴c̵i̶o̴u̵s̸ ̸t̸i̵m̷e̷" She sang happily as she reached out and grabbed (Y/n)'s wrist and pulled him into a jovial dance.

(Y/n) gritted his teeth as he felt no control of himself. He was unable to push her away or punch and fight. He was forced to stay and dance with this lunatic who seemed to have great delight in his agony.

She lifted a gloved hand and caressed his cheek playfully before booping him on the nose startling him.

̴"I̶t̷ ̴w̵i̷l̵l̵ ̶t̵a̵k̵e̵ ̸a̷ ̵m̸o̴m̸е̵n̶t̸ ̷f̴o̷r̵ ̵y̵o̶u̴r̴ ̴b̵o̷d̵y̷ ̷t̴o̴ ̶g̵i̴v̵e̵ ̶i̸n̸ ̵a̷n̷d̸ ̸j̶u̸s̶t̷ ̷d̶e̸c̸l̸i̷n̸e̸"

(Y/n) glared hatefully at the woman who pressed herself close to him as they danced a dance of celebration.

̶"S̸o̴ ̷t̴е̵l̴l̵ ̵m̶e̵.̶.̸.̵"

(Y/n) kept his eyes on the woman hoping that somehow he would be able to do something. He wished he could move and knock her to the ground and take her eyes as penance for the pain he was gifted by this woman.