River is a very ambitious undercover detective and quite frankly, very good at their job. When a mysterious note shows up one day at their door containing a request, and a very bone chilling one at that, their career takes a different path. They wan...
Edited this story's cover! :D Both art are not mine, the Picrew on the left is the art of @kaitoes on Picrew withered Bonnie is not mine, found it on Google but couldn't find the artist.
I shakily made my way up the staircase, gripping the railing as I did so, trying to steady myself. The image of poor, small, Suzy kept flashing through my mind. When I reached the top I was startled to still see Sundrop there, as if I had forgotten he even came with me. He looked at me expectantly, "So, did you find her?" His voice was filled with positive anticipation, and my heart dropped knowing that I would have to be the one to break the news to him.
"Sundrop...she's...dead..." I informed him, trying my best to keep my voice steady.
He seemed to go into shock and froze, almost like he was paralyzed. Worried, I waved my hand in front of his faceplate, trying to grab his attention. "Sundrop? Are you okay?"
"I left you all alone down there...I'm so sorry River."
As he said this his eyes looked shiny and wet, as if he were about to cry, if that was even possible.
I just shake my head, partially because that's not the case and also because a headache was starting to form. "Sundrop this isn't your fault. The police will be here soon so I need to wait for them at the entrance."
I walk over to a small bench and sat down, rubbing both of my eyes in exhaustion. Sundrop seemed to perk up a bit and skipped over to sit next to me before cheerily offering, "Well hey! Maybe I can sit here and wait with you, so you're not alone."
I smiled, thankful for the gesture. "That would be nice Sundrop but I think you should probably go, the last thing I need is for them ordering you to be decommissioned because they suspect something of you. This company has quite the...reputation I guess you could say."
Upon hearing this, Sundrop's shoulders drooped. He luckily respected my wishes and walked solemnly back towards the daycare. I sighed loudly and slid further down into the bench but jumped back up as the sound of footsteps could be heard from behind me. I jumped out of the seat and out of habit kicked the person right in the shins, hard.
"WHAT THE HECK RIVER?!?! WHAT HAS GOTTEN INTO YOU?!?!" Vanessa's voice yelled in annoyance.
My eyes widened and my face went red in slight embarrassment. I rubbed the back of my neck and let out a nervous laugh, trying to avert Vanessa's vengeful gaze. "Sorry Vanessa, I um...It's been a bit of a night...I found one of our kids from the daycare...dead..."
I slowly turned to look at Vanessa, finding that her once annoyed expression had turned to one of horror and...was that guilt...? I furrowed my eyebrows at her, studying her expression more intently but she seemed to realize this and instead replaced it with a concerned and pitying look.
"Oh- I'm so sorry you had to find that...I can't even imagine...you must be an anxious wreck right now."
She looked me up and down before saying, "You know what? I'll take over night shift tonight for you, you should go home and rest."
I go to object but she cuts me off.
"River you are in no condition nor the right mindset to handle a nightshift tonight, did you call the cops yet?"
I nod, "They should be here soon, I called ten minutes ago."
She nods thoughtfully and looks off towards the main entrance's door. "You should go home, don't worry, I'll take care of all of this."
She gives me a reassuring smile, which I take with a grain of salt, not sure if I can truly trust her. I mean where was she all this time? Why did she have a fleeting look of guilt? And why show up right before the cops get here and then insist I go home? It all seemed a bit too confusing and suspicious to me but then again it could all just be a coincidence. I decide to just go along with it, informing her of where I found the body. After that I get up and head out towards my car, looking back periodically at her fading silhouette.
I pulled up to my apartment and made the usual trek up to the third floor where my space was. I froze as soon as my shoes met the doormat. There was another letter. With shaky hands I picked it up, and then quickly got inside, hands shaking as I unlocked the door. As soon as I closed the door behind me I ripped open the envelope and pulled out a polaroid picture, a small clipping of paper falling out as I did so. I hunched over to read the read handwriting scrawled on the small piece of parchment. All it said was "Remember." Confused, I decided to look at the picture that was also in the envelope and almost immediately dropped it upon seeing it.
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It was an old image of Stacy, one I remembered well. We had gone to a small park in our hometown and I asked to take her picture. She was smiling and laughing, hair blowing in the fresh spring breeze. The memory came rushing back to me and a few of my tears dropped onto the picture, which I quickly wiped away. The image seemed slightly distorted though, and part of Stacy's face was blacked out with black marker. Angry, I crumpled up the note and image, throwing it across the room. How dare this person toy with my feelings. I don't care if they're giving us a damn lead or not, they have no right to push me around like this. What do they even want me to remember?? Tired and quite frankly very agitated, I flopped down in my bed, not even bothering to change out of my work uniform. Eventually I fell into a deep sleep, unfortunately it was not a very peaceful one.
Images of Suzy's lifeless body flash through my mind, accompanied by her pleading cries for help and screams. Blood. So much of it. Suddenly I'm on a black and white tiled floor, gasping, heart racing. My vision is blurry at first but soon adjusts. Droplets of blood stain a few of the once stark, white tiles. Standing in front of me, gripping an injured shoulder, is Stacy. I groan as I pick myself off of the floor, calling out to her. "S-Stace? What's going on?" My words are slurred and muffled as I speak, my body swaying. She sharply turns her head to face mine, so much fear laced within those bright, blue eyes of hers, so much that it makes my heart drop. "River you need to run!" She whispers loudly in an urgent tone, eyes pleading with me. I raise my eyebrows at her confused. "Why would I do that? I'm not going to leave you behind! Not with th-that thing!" The last part surprises me, those aren't my words, are they? Yet they sound so well rehearsed and painfully familiar. A memory. But it can't be, none of this makes any sense. It's all just a nightmare, right? Right??
Stacy is about to encourage me to run again when metal claws slash through the darkness, and across Stacy's face. I look down and now there's so much more blood. I can't even bring myself to see what kind of state poor Stacy is in. Two red eyes appear and the sounds of rusting limbs and parts moving come with it. An animatronic. The large purple frame of the once loveable rabbit mascot fully appears in the small, blinking, light from a singular bulb in the hallway. I'm frozen with fear, yet somehow the adrenaline kicks in and suddenly, I'm running, faster than I've ever ran in my life. I hear a scream from behind me and blink back the tears that are starting to form. I look back to see those same glowing, red eyes behind me and then...I wake up.
I'm absolutely drenched head to toe in sweat, my heart racing, and my lungs feel like all air has been squeezed out of them.
End of part 6! Took forever to come out but hey I finished it lol. Probably will be awhile until part 7 comes out but I'm hoping to start it at least! :) See you guys in the next part!
