~Won't You Free Me?~ (SECURITY BREACH: RUINS The Entity X reader)

Pest

I looked upon the huge glitchy Monty statue.

"I wonder who made it."

"Our wonderful Fazbear Entertainment of course! They make such WONDERFUL creations!"

"I agree." I smiled up at the Monty statue.

"Well it's about time to go... hurry."

"Okay... I am."

I took off the Security Mask, taking in what wasn't there.
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The stage was empty and the background was a dark green.

"Goodbye, Monty Golf."

I found a door, which could only be an exit. In there were office desks and those water containers. Never knew what they were called. But I found a clean paper cup and surprisingly, the water was still clean and unused. Maybe not everything in this Pizzaplex is broken down after all.
I drank the water and sat it down, sighing. It was gonna be a long night so I might as well rest here. I pulled out an office chair and dusted it off before sitting down. I dug into my backpack and took out some chips. I opened the bag and started munching down.

"Hey! Manners!" Helpi screamed out.

"Sorry Helpy! I'm starving!"

"Well I can hear it like blaring speakers down in here!"

"Can't help it!"

Helpi sat there, covering his ears. He was sick of this and just wanted to k- get to safety already. Poor Y/n.

"Are you done yet?" Helpi called out.

"Nope. Not even halfway!"

I crunched down harder on every chip I took a bite of, just to piss him off more.

"If you don't stop, I'm going to leave you by yourself!"

"You know you can't. You're programmed to this thing."

I smirked and continued eating before it was all gone.
Helpi left for a moment.

"Helpy? Sorry dude. I was just messing around."

He didn't answer back.

"Sorry..."

'CONNECTION TERMINATED'

My heart beat fast when I saw the message. And I mean FAST. Did he really leave me here all alone? Did he really just leave the system like that?

'We've received a report of bad language and not-so-friendly staff! We appreciate your hard work and dedication! However, due to our guidelines, this is a safe and friendly environment! We hope to see you next t-T..t-'

'MESSAGE FAILED'

"What is even going on anymore?"

I took off the mask for some air. I looked at the face of the mask.

"So this is what I look like with it on. That's how they see me. Creepy.."

I turned it around and looked at all the wires. I felt them with my fingers.

"I wonder how they made this."

I put it back on and picked up my trash.

"Is there really any reason to put this in a trash can?"

I thought about it for a minute.

"Might as well be respectful."

I quickly found a trash can and discarded of my trash. I left the office through a door that led to a long hallway. I walked over some weird green box. There were balls everywhere. Maybe they kept extras back in here. And I'm glad if that was the case. If I remember correctly, little kids would often piss themselves in the ball pit in the Daycare. I would never go in there after I found out, even if they did close it for the day and sanitized it all. I just had the creeps that something wouldn't be cleaned. I picked up one of the balls out of the box and observed it. It was a vibrant purple color and it really stood out from the others.

"Maybe I could keep this."

I stuck the purple ball into my bag. It'll just be a collector's item. In fact, I wonder how much I could sell it for... no, I'm keeping it for myself. Money won't last anyways. But this... this will.
I looked down at the boxes blocking my way. Again, another tunnel that I have to crawl through.
I got onto my knees and hands and began to crawl through.

"It's so tight here..." I grumbled to myself, lowering my head to avoid hitting anything and knocking everything over.

"Another one?" I stood up and walked to it before crawling down again.

There were multiple little boxes I had to crawl through. On the side, there were pit balls all collected together.

"I guess I was right, they really do store them here."

Something caught my eye again. Claw marks. They were all over the walls. Somebody was in here before.
I quickly hid out of view from the hallway as there were mechanical stomps from somewhere in here. Something was with me. Was it Monty?
I slowly crawled out of my hiding place and tried my best to quietly escape.
My heartbeat quickened as I got closer to the exit.

"Please..."

Before I knew it, I was grabbed by the collar of my shirt. I screamed as I looked to see what it was. It was Monty... and he was all melted and twitching. Did that water not stop him?

"G-get off!" I kicked Monty off of me, seeing him roll away a few feet.

He stood back up on his only two arms. His right eye was now out of place and I could see his piercing silver eyes looking back at me. He was hungry and he wanted me dead.
I stood back up and ran for it. I'm not staying here any longer!
Slipping on one of the balls, I was thrown into a room. The door slammed shut and I could hear Monty roaring. He had lost again.
Looking around, I noticed there was a huge metal door. I moved close to it and it opened. The other side also had one of those big security doors.
There were more balls and pizza boxes laying around in here. These workers are gross. I think this place could shut down for a bit and rethink their decision with their people of choice. Did their parents not teach them that such a simple little thing? Just throw it in the trash.
I left the security room and I heard metal clashing and growling. I went down the hall to check what it was and behold, it was Monty trying to pry open the gates.

"You're aggressive..." I stayed away from him.

"I'm sorry for what I did to you Monty, I have to go now."

I entered another area by now. It was much cleaner and organized. I believe that the construction workers were probably in here. Like seriously, they had their tools laying around and everything. I'm sure they'd come back and fix the place because after all, it would be a huge loss of their money if they left all this behind. I sat next to the wall. I needed a break. I'm tired. Really tired.
I closed my eyes and before I knew it, I fell asleep, unaware of what was lurking in the corner.
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