Michael Afton meets Charlie // The Fourth Closet/FNAF fanfic

Chapter 2

They were in a bedroom - at least, there was a bed - but it was mostly filled with cardboard boxes  and wooden trunks. John stumbled around them for a moment, then froze, looking as though something just occurred to him. He knelt closely to one of the chests and began to examine it.
"Something isn't right here," John breathed, glancing at the door. "Come on, this might be our only chance to find out what she's up to." John shuffled through some of the papers in a nearby chest, then shut it closed. "I'm going to look at the other boxes." He murmured. "Let me know if you hear anyone coming." John moved to a large, green chest and pulled it open.
Jessica pushed her ear closer to the door. She could hear a faint beeping noise. "Shhh!" Jessica hissed, trying to listen to the strange sounds outside.
"Jessica"
"What is it John? I'm trying to listen." Jessica hissed, listening intently.
"It's.. it's Charlie," he said hoarsely, "in the chest"
"What?" Jessica spun around, not quite sure of what was happening.
There was Charlie's body, being pulled out of the chest by John. She was unconscious, but still breathing.
Jessica's brain frantically tried to understand what was going on. Charlie was with Aunt Jen, but there was her body. John was right about that... not-Charlie being fake.
"Come on" John's voice broke Jessica's train of thought. "We have to bring her to my apartment."