Well, if it's any constellation, you're my favorite one in here...
Why does it say testing...
Where is he...?
When I get enough money, I'm getting you out...
What's really going on here...?
What did you do...?!
You and your co-workers are monsters for doing this to them...!
I can't believe this is the truth behind these walls...
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Everything was black; I see nothing but an endless void. I slowly opened my eyes with a groan, the feeling of tiredness slowly dissipating, along with the feeling of my body being dragged? I can hear the clicking of nails contacting with something. I can barely see what some of the figure looks like and saw them opening something that looks like a garbage chute. Just I fully gained consciousness, I was tossed in, the last thing I saw the figure's shadow; it had the head outline of a cat, looking down at me with glowing white pinpricks as I slid down.
I made contact with the ground, groaning in pain from not only my head, but also my arm. I slowly pushed myself up, the sound of an alarm blaring and red flashing lights in the room. I walked forward, and that's when the walls were closing in; this is a trash compactor. I jogged forward, looking for a way out when I saw a ramp and didn't hesitant to run up it. it led to an opening in the trash compactor, and I jumped in and went through the side.
I walked forward and saw a bar above the broken ladder. I extended a hand and jumped on grated flooring. In front of me was an opening, and I saw pistons that can be used to jump to an opening I can see. I jumped on the first one and waited for it to rise back up to jump and run across one that was lowered and to one that was raised before stopping as it went back down. I rose back up and I jumped on the last one and into the opening when it started to rise back into the ceiling.
I entered a room and went through a hole in the wall and went through the first door I came across, going up some stairs and entered an area with pistons coming out and falling back into an abyss of red smoke. When the pistons rose back up, I did not hesitate to run and hop on each one before getting to a platform when all of them retreated back into the smoke.
They rose back up and I continued and jumped to a broken catwalk, almost falling into the red smoke, but I pulled myself up. When I made it back up, I saw something in the corner of my eye to see a tail going up into the ceiling. 'Must be the one who tossed me into the chute' I thought, taking a step back.
I saw a bar at the other end of the pit, using a hand to grab it and pull it over. I hopped on and let go, letting it transport me to the vent that it must've came out of. I crouched and crawled through the vent, falling through one that went down, but I was okay. I continued on the new vent path and turned right, coming across a loose vent that was easily pushed open, entering a room with shelves, barrels, and a couple couches. Weirdly enough, it seems like someone has been here.
I went to where the couches were, spotting some bloody handprints and a blanket on one of the couches. Someone is definitely living here.
I then saw a tape on the ground, in front of a static TV. I picked up tape and insert it into the player. I walked backward before sitting on one of the couches just before the TV stopped having static.
"Alright, Ms. Harper, please explain the situation. Spare no detail." A lady requested. "Well, like any night, all the children were getting to sleep. It was peaceful, quiet. Catnap had the red smoke in the room. Then, suddenly, there's this scream. Nightmares happen, I know, but this... I mean, dilated pupils and quivering lips? The way her eyes darted around the room? And I swear, her hand in mine, it felt like her blood was boiling beneath her skin..." Ms. Harper explained. 'Blood actually boiling? What the hell?' I thought in confusion and worry.
"She saw something too, something horrible! She-... I-I'm sorry. I don't mean to..." Ms. Harper stammered. "Ms. Harper, we'll provide the very best care we can offer; you have my word. But this is important. Did Marie happen to describe what she saw?" The lady asked. "Yes, a monster she said, said that it was... colorless... Gosh, I could feel her poor little heart pounding. For her, it was right there! A-And her movements, they were so wild! Arms flailing, legs kicking..." Ms. Harper continued. The lady hummed in response.
'What the fuck were those scientists conjuring up in those labs? A bioweapon in disguise of a children's toy?' I thought, getting angry at the thought of something like this happening to just a little girl because of them.
"I... I wanted to talk to her. See how she's doing. I just... I really need to hear her voice right now." Ms. Harper requested. "That... would not be advised, Ms. Harper. There are... many... concerns we must address at this time. But vitals show normal, and we'll continue to monitor. She'll be okay." The lady informed.
That's when angry screaming can be heard, along with an audible thump. "NO! Well, pardon me if I'm not comforted by that!" Ms. Harper shouted. She then turned to tears, the sounds of her weeping being the only indicator of that coming from the TV speakers. "Just bring my little girl back to me..." Ms. Harper cried. And then the TV returned to static, ending the tape.
I couldn't help but feel sympathy for her. Being in charge of watching over the kids and possibly getting attached to one, only for something bad to happen to that child they saw as their own...
I got up from the couch and started exploring the room. I saw the opening of the trash chute in the corner of the room. If I accidentally fall down there again, at least I'll know that it loops back here. I went to the door that was the exit, seeing that it was closed and there were two battery sockets in the wall. Luckily, enough, there was a battery close by and put it in one of the sockets and began searching for the other.
I couldn't find it in this room, but there was another one. One that was blocked off by a cart and appeared to be the bathroom. I walked over to the bathroom, and a voice spoke up.
"Hey! Is he gone?"
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Ruthlessness Is Mercy Upon Ourselves (Reader Insert)
FanfictionIt's been about a decade after getting a head injury, which caused you to forget about your old job at Playtime Co. But then, you've received a letter telling you that your supposed co-workers from Playtime Co. are still there after 10 whole years...
