The 6th Afton; A FNAF Fanfic

27. The "Glitch"

(TW! VIOLENCE)

"What are you really doing down here?" William asked, he verbally cornered you.

"Well.. I just- I just wanted to see what I could find about the animatronics..." You said again.

"And what specifically are you looking for?"

"Nothing in particular, I was just curious is all."

"Hm.." William thought for a long moment. You could almost see the gears in his head turning. Right when you were about to add something he spoke again,
"Tell you what, Michael is going to his friends house, and you don't have anything. Maybe I can show you one of my animatronics made for primarily testing." William more ordered than asked.

"Well- you don't have-" You began but William interrupted.

"If you don't want to see, then why are you down here?" William crossed his arms.

"No, I meant.. you don't have to, but.. that would be nice." You actually hated the idea of going anywhere with him, especially alone. But you didn't really seem to have a choice on the matter.

"Good, now go to bed." William stepped to the side. "Don't go anywhere, I'll be waking you at 4 am sharp, as we need to be there by 5. So get some rest, we have a long day tomorrow."

You nodded and briskly brushed past him.

You walked to your room and put your hands in your pocket ... The cellar key was still in your pocket.

Sighing, you put the key on your window sill and rolled on your side to attempt to sleep.

You listened to the air conditioning power on, then shut off, and power on again.

You looked at your clock and it had been an hour 45 minutes. Sighing again you rolled over and pulled the blanket up over your shoulder.

Time was painfully long, seconds felt like minutes and minutes felt like hours. In your gut you knew that you were in very thin ice...

Tread lightly Y/N.. you told yourself.

Serval hours passed and you had fallen asleep. Tossing and turning in your sleep, you didn't sleep very well. But it was better than nothing.

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"-/N, get up now." You heard William's voice call out to you as the lights came on.

You grumbled and shoved your face into a pillow.

"I'll drag you out of the bed by your ankle at this rate." William threatened.

"I'm coming... I'm coming.." You grumbled, your voice muffled by the pillow.

"You have 10 minutes." William growled then left the room.

Sighing you sat up and squinted your eyes. As the blinding light flooded into your eyes dispute the squinting, you felt pressure in your eyes.

You shoved yourself off the bed and shut the door before getting dressed. You wore a pair of black jeans, a F/C tee shirt, you thought about grabbing the duck hoodie as you slipped on a black fingerless glove and a F/C fingerless glove on the other hand.

You scanned your room, then grabbed the emerald green hoodie with the ducks and tied it around your waist.

Then you grabbed your walkman sound track and traded out the Metallica for Slayer, then you placed the headphones on your shoulder.

You glanced outside and it was still dark... What were you expecting? It is 4 O'clock in the morning.

You then opened your sock drawer and put on some knee high socks then folded them down half way, then put on a pair of black tie and buckle on boots.