I flinched as I heard someone behind me who spoke with a British accent. I slowly turned my head and saw a man with messy brown hair and ice-blue eyes, wearing a purple button-up shirt paired with an all-black tie, vest, and pants.
He looked exactly like the man with a daughter from before.
I immediately stood up from the floor and stepped back as the man approached me. He had a strong aura of intimidation, enough for someone to become frozen in place due to terror, even I'm a bit terrified. Despite his relaxed expression, his breathing was rather ragged like he ran a mile.
"You don't look familiar to me, are you new here dear?"
Dear?
"You can say that..." I replied while covering my arm.
Damnit, this hurts!
I looked at the woman standing in awe, looking at Mr. Afton but instantly changed her expression when she noticed something.
"Mr. Afton, you have something on your hand... Are you alright?" she pointed at his hand
He quickly tucked his hand inside his pockets to hide them, but I caught a glimpse of red smudges on his fingertips. There was no mistake that it's blood, and it's easy to differentiate it from paint or ketchup, even fake blood, at least for me anyway.
Red...
He's the one inside the Spring Bonnie Suit
It's the same hand where he grabbed my bleeding arm
Considering he had a knife earlier to kill Noah, could he be the killer of the missing children in that old newspaper?
"I had a little accident, please don't worry about it" he flashed a smile, the woman definitely bought it.
"Oh...Alright, come on Noah, let's go home"
"Okay..."
Before Noah exited the restaurant, he turned around and hugged me tightly. "Thank you miss... for saving me..." he whispered, making me smile at his kind gesture and I embraced him in returnHe's so warm...
"Call me (Y/N)" I whispered.
"Okay! Bye-bye!" Noah ran back to his mother, and both exited the restaurant.
If I were Noah, I wouldn't dare come back here. I wonder if he'll tell his mom about what happened...
"I hope you didn't forget about me"Oh shit-
I turned my head to Mr. Afton who had menacing and cold blue eyes. He was staring down at me with a wide grin on his face. Now that I know this man is the same killer they've mentioned in the newspapers, I'm much more terrified than I was earlier, but I can't show that.
It was odd to see the look-alike of the man with the name "Dave" as I recall, who practically "saved" me from getting killed, or else I'll be running around the town until I fall down and die, or maybe get stabbed a thousand times and die. Such endless possibilities.
Well, I have to play dumb for now I guess.
"Is there anything you need sir?" I asked with an innocent smile.
He then pointed at my arm "Your arm has been bleeding"
"It's fine, I'll take care of it later"
"Just follow me to my office, dear. I'll take care of that." Mr. Afton gestured for me to go with him.
Yep, I'm definitely gonna die.
"*sigh* alright..."
I followed Mr. Afton to his office, passing by the group of children still amazed by the singing animatronics. I already knew where it was, but I followed behind him anyway. He opened the door and I saw the messy paperwork, scattered around his office. The blueprints however weren't present in the room and the wallpaper was clean at least.
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Lethean (William Afton X Reader)
Fanfiction(Alternate Universe "PANTA CHOREI" now PUBLISHED!) (Y/N) would describe herself as an embodiment of bad luck; blood and death surround her and she is a harbinger of these tragedies. No one knew that she could easily take the lives of others in a sin...