Security Breach: The Rabbits Glitch

Chapter 20: Vanessa!

The elevator trip was quiet and cramped. 3 giant glamrocks squished into the small elevator space with you in between was most definitely not ideal.
Chica was of course doing a little dance to the elevator music with the little space she had. Roxy managed to find and admire her reflection with the metal-plated industrial wall of the elevator. Freddy was waiting patiently, humming to the tune.

When the doors opened, you squeezed yourself out and stretched your back. A satisfying pop and crackle sound happened and you released tension.
As the night progressed, it was getting more difficult to perform simple tasks.

"We're here~" Chica sang. Freddy and Roxy froze in place for a moment, twitching, and you immediately became concerned.

"Oops, sorry guys" Chica apologised and rubbed her arm. Roxy and Freddy shook their heads as if coming out of a dazed head space.

"Uhhh, what happened to you guys??" You asked, hoping it wasn't the glitch affecting them.

"We're alright Superstar. It was Chicas voice box" Freddy lifted himself up with his hand rubbing the back of his head.

"We all have upgrades. I have ocular upgrades, letting me see through walls and all that. Helps me win races since I'm a winner. Chica has a voice box upgrade, but it doesn't work and bugs out any robot exposed to her high-pitched frequency. Monty has claw upgrades which helps him play his bass guitar and Freddy... well I'm not sure what Freddy has." Roxy explained.

"I was supposedly supposed to receive an upgrade in a few months time to help my hearing. It would help me listen for any child in distress or better listen to parental concerns from a distance so that I would be able to adapt a response accordingly. It should help me during attending birthday parties" Freddy said hopefully, with his ears wiggling.

"Listen in to parental concerns? So your allowed to eavesdropp on people's conversation?" You raised an eyebrow.

"Not quite. It would fall under a security protecol for protection under the circumstances of someone discussing potentially malicious activities towards others, fazbear entertainment or themselves. It is also within the fineprint of the liability disclosure that guests sign before entering the facility." Freddy responded .

"How does this place even get returning customers?" You sighed. "It's so suspiciously managed and shady. It's also stupidly overpriced. Like, Is the targeted audience millionaires? Cause that seems to be the only class group that can be ok with spending 80 bucks on a fazbear T-shirt." Again, you began to sink into a bitter mood.

Freddy rubbed your shoulder and offered an assuring smile. It did bring down the boiling hatred that was fuming within you.
It was nice to have Freddy back. He seemed to do the best with comforting. It must have been within his program since he was the more popular glamrock that commonly attended parties and had more interaction with costumers.

You all enter Roxys room. Similar to Chicas room, it was neon themed with her signature purple and green colours decorated. Racetrack checkers spread across sections of the wall and there were cardboard cut outs of herself.

Dim light rays shimmered through the closed curtains peak and you hurried to see what it was. It was Vanessa!

You slam your hands across the glass and yell out.
"Vanessa!"

"It's sound proofed Superstar. Perhaps try the door?" Freddy suggested kindly.
Right. The door.
You headed to the door and hurried out, calling.
"Vanessa?"

To your surprise, she was no where to be seen. Had your eyes played tricks on you? A hallucination perhaps? No.
No she was right there. You were sure of it. Where could she have gone?
You turn to the rest of the glamrocks.

"Guys. Did you see which way she went?"

"Not that I can see lucky stars." Chica replied.

"Roxy, what about your special eye upgrade thing? You see her anywhere?"

"Hmm, there's movement coming from behind that locked door but I can't tell. It could be a staff bot."
You head up towards the door and leaned with your ear against the door. Sure enough, there was the soft sounds of shuffling and fabrics moving.

"Hello?" You called. The shuffling stopped.

And suddenly, you now felt as if whatever was behind there, was acutely aware of your presence and it may be listening on the other side.