Time (Darkipiler, Antisepticeye x reader)

Tunnel

I stood at the end of the hole. Trying to stay as straight as a board.
"Okay Jacky, jump on my shoulders and climb out of the hole."

Jacky climbed on my shoulders and out of the hole. He stood triumphantly at the top of the hole. He bent down and let down his arm. "Okay grab on and I'll pull you up!"

I grabbed on, doubtful he could get a grown woman with one arm out of this hole. He tensed as he tried to pull me up. Next thing you know I'm on the ground outside of the hole. I get up and dust myself off. I get up and give him an impressed look.
"That was impressive."

He smiled and went to the door. I tossed him the key. He inserted the key and opened the door.

The doors opened slowly. Wilford was sitting in a throne like swivel chair. Google rolled his eyes as Wilford turned petting a plush cat.
"You're a smart lassy aren't you. You even brought a pal!" He said loudly, pointing to JackyGlitch.

"You better believe it! Me and big sis are going to pound you into the ground!"

Then a small beeping was heard from his chip. He turned to me with a worried expression.

Then his head blew up.

A spray of blood reached the walls as his body fell to the ground.
Lifeless.

I stood there paralysed.

Google walked up to me. I turned grabbing his neck and wrapping my fingers tightly around his neck. Twisting my arm, I sent him to the ground. I took the peice of the knife and stabbed his eye.

He shook and screamed. After a minute he shut himself off.

Wilford was staring at the scene. "You maybe more useful than I thought. Here take this reward." He tossed a robotic arm at me. I caught it as the ground lowered under me.

I stood in the dark tunnel that Wilford lowered me into. It was wet with everything having a slight stickiness. I cringed at the smell as I started to walk down the tunnel.

So many thoughts were goung through my head it was impossible to pin anything down for long enough to focus on it.

Just five minutes ago I was comforting him, telling him sweet songs. Three minutes ago we put in the key and entered the room.

He seemed so happy. Full of life and determination. Now he's gone. In an instant.
Hopfully Google won't hea- repair. From my injury to him.

After all of that he rewards me with an arm.
I tried to wrap my head around the various reasons he would do such a thing. But my only conclusion was that he was crazy. There was no reason why he would do something like that. Still, every villian has an intent.

I wonder what it is.

I looked at the arm Wilford tossed me. I wanted to throw it to the ground. Smash it to a million peices. But the arm has an advantage. 

I put my stump into the robot. It attached and stabbed into the soft skin. I screamed as it dove into the bone. Then it beeped.

I moved my arm around. "What is Wilford planning."

I shouldn't even be trusting this machine.
Then it spoke.

"It's suggested to sleep as to help with your natural healing process contibuting to your arm and mental health."

I looked at it strangely. Then I looked up and down the tunnel. Lying down the tunnel floor, I lulled myself to sleep.

Though I swear there was some else in there with me.