Ruthlessness Is Mercy Upon Ourselves (Reader Insert)

A New Frien- Oh, Wait, No, She's Been Snatched

The lights slowly come back on, the light enveloping the room in that familiar red hue from before. I look back at the case, only to see that Poppy is gone. I quickly turn my head left and right, checking to see if she's still around or hiding, ready to pounce and kill me. No sign of her.

I took a step back before turning around and dashing out of there and back into the living room. When I made it back, there was only one light now working in the room. I walked around, ready to head out of this place when I noticed that the closet was moved, and it turns out that it was hiding a door. "Are you kidding me? Ugh, well, at least it's better than nothing at least." I said, walking over, opened the door, showing a familiar hallway aesthetic from when I first entered the factory: pristine white walls with images of toys, the floors with white tiles with scattered red, yellow and blue tiles.

I checked the doors along the corridor, but they were all locked, causing me to groan in frustration. I continued on down until I came across a fork in the road and a red door at the center with a golden sign with a named engraved in it. "Elliot Ludwig?" I read aloud.

I walked to the left, only to be met with a grated door in my way. When I put my foot down, it sounded like I stepped in something wet. I looked down to see a toy on the ground, surrounded by blood and both feet were in the puddle. I jumped away at the sight. I couldn't help but feel sympathy for the dead toy; another human that was experimented on and killed.

I walked through the other hallway only to be met with a pit in the middle of the hallway. "Keep going." I heard. I looked around for where that voice came from, it sounded like a girl's voice. I looked up to see a bar above the pit. Going with a get instinct, I extended a hand, jumped, and swung myself across.

I walked under an arch into the next room, only to see the door ahead was not only had a metal grate door but was also boarded up with planks. "Are you kidding me?" I groaned. I looked around, spotting a cutout of Huggy Wuggy wearing a GrabPack.

I pressed the button, and a deep, heartfelt laughter emitted from it. I frowned, a pang of guilt striking my heart. I let out a heavy sigh. "I'm sorry... for what happened. I don't know who you are, nor who you used to be, but... you probably had a loving family, a wife and maybe a kid or two... wondering where you are and wishing for you to come back. But now you won't be able to get to do that because of what happened here. And you definitely won't be able to now since you... fell to your death because of me. May you rest in peace... wherever you are now." I muttered, wiping away the tears that dared to leak out.

I turned around, ready to head back out when I see a bunch of barrels blocking a door. I pushed and threw the barrels out of the way before opening the door. It seems to be a storage closet; a red key with the bow in the shape of a Poppy flower hanging on the other end of the room. I walked over, grabbed the key before heading back to the intersection.

It doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure out where this key goes. When I made it back, I went towards the red door and used the key to unlock the door, and it worked. Inside, it had the appearance of an at-home office, many shelves filled with books, maybe even files, drawings of toys hanged up on the wall that look like they were made by a child, probably were.

I walked towards the desk, which had a couple of books, a blueprint for a toy design, and a VHS tape holding down a note that is written in red ink.

Experiment 814

notes:
• This experiment utilized a live rat.
• Rat was fed 3 portions daily for 2 weeks.
• At the end of the two weeks, the rat was killed and submerged into a poppy flower and preservative gel mixture.
•1 week later, an electric shock was applied to the rat (Still in the gel) in an attempt to revive it.
•The rat remained unresponsive.