"AAAARRGGH!!" Mommy roared as landed from above as human was fallen backwards onto his rear, screaming frightfully in the process. By appearance, Mommy looked horrible. Filthy with stains all over her body and some cracks left on her skin.
"I asked you to play fair, and you cheated!" She yelled in fury as she ripped out one of the pipes lining the walls. "I HATE cheaters!" Her fist slamming against the cinder block wall, Gabe could have swore he saw the concrete crack a little.
"Wait hold on!" Gabe pleaded, hope still lingering within him if he could pacify the vengeful pink spider. "Can we talk about this?"
"NO!!" Mommy shrieked with such indignation that the walls reverberated. "You don't get to talk! You don't get to think!"
She then smiled, her grin wide and maniacal, and some digits on her hands extending. "Because now, we are going to play one. Last. Game!"
Gabe took some steps backwards as psychotic toy monster then poised herself, her four hands splayed out against either wall, and her legs behind her ready for pursuit. And then with a hushed, hateful hiss, she then declares her final game.
"It's called,..."
Her body then enlongates.
"Hide."
Her fingers stretched.
"And."
And her eyes dilate till nothing but black pupils remained.
"SEEK!!!"
A pregnant pause of silence reigned between the two as they are both locked in a horrific stand off. And then the gate behind Gabe opens, initiating Mommy's count down.
"Ten...Nine..."
Putting in strong effort to bring his frozen feet back to movement, his flight instincts being the only source of his drive. He practically leaps off the stairway and to the floor. Hitting the ground with hard thud.
"...Eight...Seven...Six..."
Groaning, he immediately shot back onto his feet. His legs hurt, but he doesn't care. Adrenaline fueled his veins and surged through his muscles. Running as fast as his feet could carry him. And all the while he can hear behind him Mommy's voice echoing throughout the halls.
"...Five...Four...Three...Two..."
And then silence, nothing but the sound of feet running and the heavy pounding of his heart. He doesn't know where he's going, but there is no time to think, no time to wonder. Every fiber of his being is screaming to run as fast as he can.
He ran through halls, some stairs, and then finally a tunnel. Believing he has put some much needed distance between itself and Mommy, he takes a short break in the room he finds himself in, his breaths batted yet kept it hushed and paced so it wouldn't draw her attention. Taking a glance around he sees an emergency exit, but when he pulled the lever there was no power in it. Of course. He has to yet again find a different way out, or at least get the power working here. Maybe there is a backup generator nearby.
Moving swiftly and quietly, Gabe continues on his way. It was quiet, deafeningly quiet. So silent in fact that a pin dropped on a pillow could be heard. All the more reason to keep moving otherwise Mommy will hone in on the sound of his breathing. Walking along there are toy corpses all around, their long dried blood stains decorating their lifeless husks in random spots throughout the room. Entering a certain hallway he can see that there are hatches imbedded into the wall. Their chambers triangular with vents leading upwards. Are these incinerators?
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Poppy Playtime ~ An Angel's Bleeding Heart
FanfictionHe did not want to go back, he really didn't want to. But the more he tried to shake the thought out of his head, the letter will always reappear, crawling from the depths of the back of his mind. He remembered this was his cycle, day in and day out...
