Broken Memories (Vincent x Reader) [Sequel to V x R (Cute New Nightguard)]

Familair Faces and New Places- Chapter 2

You would never have thought that you'd be having the cold metal of a Fazbear door handle rest in your palm ever again. But here you were.

"Time to start healing" you sighed, opening the door carefully, as if something bad awaited you on the other side.

Granted, something was, but it was more of a mental bad then a physical one.

The squeaking of rusty hinges made you cringe, even the doors seemed to laugh at you.

In a flourish of motion, you opened the doors and squeaked as the familiar smell of mold and oil hit you like a truck. Not only the smell, also the nostalgia.

The inside was worse than the outside, things spread all across the building to make what looked like a death trap. However, that quality was fitting for the Fazbear company.

"Hello?" You called, hoping to hear an answer from the dark depths of the long hallway.

You were sadly let down when the only thing that answered was your own voice echoing back. So much for a warm welcome from old friends.

Suddenly, your phone went off, the caller ID being Mike. "Where are you" you answered, tapping your foot anxiously as you waited for an answer.

The other end of the line was dead, the sound of your own voice echoing back into the speaker.

"I know you're here Mike, I hear my voice coming through the phone" you huffed, anger slowly rising to the surface. Now was not the time to try and freak you out.

Something finally came through the speaker, but it wasn't Mike, it wasn't even a voice.

It was the familiar sound of clicking gears and buzzing motors, the same sound that haunted you at night.

An animatronic cutting on.

"M-Mike, this isn't funny" you stuttered, hand starting to shake with fear. Suddenly, the clicking stopped, now just an eerie silence.

Quickly, you hung up, breathing heavily and chucking your phone into the darkness beyond.

Whoever or whatever that was, is in the same building with you. Roaming the same dark halls.

"Calm down" you sighed, taking a deep breath and staring into the abyss. Thanks to Mike and the boss ditching you, you now had to walk down the dark hallway by yourself and find the office.

With a deep breath, you started walking, shaking lightly as the darkness covered your vision.

The only thing leading your way being the dim light at the end.

Granted, you did stumble on a few loose wires and tubes, almost falling on the sticky floor.

Finally, after what felt like hours, you made it to the end. Coming face to face with......a Foxy head?.

You screamed, flopping to the floor ungracefully. "No!No!No!!" You yelled, scuttling backwards and hitting the wall with a thump.

All the memories that you tried so hard to bury starting to surface as you stared at the head of your once amazing friend.

"F-Foxy..." You whispered, standing up shakily, taking the long snout in your hands. "What did they do to you?" You asked, staring into the lit up, dead eyes that showed to emotion whatsoever.

A loud bell rang, making you jump, it was time for your shift, and you weren't in the office yet.

"Shit" you cursed, running down the hall quickly, hoping to somehow run into it.

Your prayers were answered when the familiar sight of a rolly chair met your eyes.

Quickly, you bolted into the office, sighing when the phone started to ring. "Hello?Hello Hello" a voice called through the phone, making you chuckle.

The prerecorded message went through, explaining what your job was.

Supposedly, their were Animatronic heads scattered throughout the place. Making you shiver when the camera you were searching through showed all your old friends.

Once you were comfortable with the cameras, you went to the reboot tablet, looking at all the options.

It seemed easy enough, but looks are deceiving.

It seemed like only minutes had passed, when really it was already four.

"Wow, time has went by fast" you yawned, going through the cameras once again.

Everything seemed in its place and untouched, which was good for you. However, just when you were comfortable with it, something appeared on the camera, staring at you through the screen.

Suddenly, the retractable screen was yanked down so viciously you thought it would break. And in its place stood something terrifying.

It was short and fat, and held something in its hand, it looked familiar but not at the same time.

The exterior was burnt black with ash and eyes just being white pin pricks.

All in all, it looked terrifying.

Silently, you scooted away, the danger it held radiating off in waves.

"B-Ballon Boy?" You asked, taking notice of the bright suit underneath all the thick ash. The thing stopped, staring intensely at you, then shaking away whatever it was thinking and lunged.

You screamed, batting at the air in a feeble attempt to keep it away. However, nothing attacked you, just a cold chill making your spine shiver and your screams mixing with a horrible screech.

Just as you recovered, the bell chimed, barely audible over the beeping of an alarm and the red light flashing in your face.

You don't know what just happened, but whatever it was was connected to the fire. The fire that burned down the place that took away your beloved.

'Wait, if Balloon Boy is here, then that means....' You thought, immediately shaking away the hope that maybe....just maybe, he's still here.

Quickly, you gathered your stuff and bolted out the room, remembering your way and out to the fresh air.

Your sense finally were collected, and the shaking stopped. However, you couldn't get that thought out of your head, even as you drove home.

That tiny sliver of hope seemed to drive you further.

Which is probably the insane reason you decided to take the job.

Sorry I haven't updated in awhile, my Sophomore year consists of advanced classes. So that means lots of homework and stress, yyyyaaaaaaayyyyyy *sarcasm*