His Formidable Return {Glamrock Freddy x Reader}

Chapter 23

"Ow—watch where you're flashing that damn thing!"

"Oh, I'm soooo sorry, it not like you're LITERALLY in the way!"

"At this point, I should've been better off alone."

"Should I leave you to your little princess quest then? Your highness?"

"God you're so insufferable."

With a huff, the security officer squeezed through debris in odd positions, trying to slip through the haphazard structure in an attempt to get through—without risking her uniform being torn at the seams. The beam of light which initially blinded her sight was now aimed at the small segment where she aimed to get to the other side. The debris was of metal and cement, the particles dusting her already-soiled uniform in more grime, but it didn't matter—so long as she stays dry.

"Pass me the light." She instructed, and you handed it over, letting her light the narrow path while you pass through next—it was a bit difficult, since you're not THAT adventurous but you got to the other side, better than nothing.

You and Vanessa had been slipping through openings, trying to understand this underground structure to find a way to escape. In your grasp? A scribbled map you drawn with Vanessa along the way. So far, you managed to map out the place where the kids were staying in, the storage room, the old Pizzaplex... then there's this odd hallway leading to an old mechanism that resembled a crane of some sort? For construction? A scooper? You don't know and you didn't want to stick around to find out its purpose.

Then there's empty, dusty rooms... on both east and west corridor, but this one? Straight on? Its still blank on your page.

Maybe, you can find a way out?

Backtracking, the way you came down from was impossible to pass through, boulders and whatever debris conveniently covered the path. Must be that damn Bonnie who put it up there.

"(Y//N)? You might want to see this..." you snapped out of your thoughts and caught up to where Vanessa was looking.

Up front? A larger cove was presented. The upper curved ceiling looked damn, the air was moist, and lights illuminated from... crystals? Or whatever scientific phenomenon was possible, but it was illuminating blue.

This might be lights, right? Was this an abandoned attraction project or something? Was it some kind of—horror attraction like the news said? Like, how many attractions was this building placed atop on?

"... We... should keep looking." You tugged Vanessa's arm, urging her forward while her eyes were still fixated on the scene beyond them. Tugging a bit harder than earlier worked, and soon, they were striding and—visibly failing—in avoiding damp puddles between uneven rocks, their work shoes drenched every so often but that brought minimal discomfort compared to the eerie sight around them.

The smell was stagnant, as if air circulation had long been cut—but it wasn't suffocating either; it was alive—somehow. With every pitter patter of water down on the puddles below mirrored how their heels landed against that stale surface, the beam from where the flashlight shone against the stalactites did minimal to show them an indication of what was around. The stalagmites were mirroring their counterparts above, but the surface were damp rather than dusty for an abandoned place. Where did air circulate from here? Because at the same time—there wasn't near sight.