Part 33: Red herrings

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You slowly open your eyes to see ropes tied around your hands as they're placed behind you.

A door opens to reveal the same person you saw on that rainy evening.

???: Hello, (Y/N).

He says as he sits on a chair. You were speechless for a moment, but broke the silence a few minutes later.

Y: What's happening-?

???: What happened is you ran from the law. I'm a.. Person of law.

He pulls up the side of his coat to reveal a police badge next to a gun on. a holster.

Y: S-So you're a cop-?

???: And what does that make you?

You try to ignore his questions, assuming that he's trying to get you to give up information.

Y: Whatever- This is against humane treatment!

???: Oh really? Well, I certainly don't remember running from the law.

He says while standing up and walking in circles around you.

Y: S-So you get to do what ever you want with us-?

???: Oh, no.

He sits back on the chair, slightly leaning forward.

???: The reason why I even found you guys were because of associates.

You tilt your head in confusion.

???: You see, associates demand that I give something before giving me their help.

???: And I. Always. Deliver.

He says while slowly inching closer to you. You move your head backwards in response.

???: I give Springtrap, they kill him.

Y: What do you get from this-?

He scans you from head to toe before speaking again.

???: You.

You were speechless of what he said, making you look down in despair.

???: Yeah, I know what he's done to you. And I want you all to myself.

Y: I'm right here-

He chuckles lightly.

???: I wanna watch you find a way out, only to see red herrings.

???: But don't worry, though! Springtrap's with you! Isn't that a nice feeling?

He says with a smile on his face before quickly switching to a cold stare.

???: You're a pain in my ass, and I'll enjoy seeing you mourn. Enjoy fighting them off.

He says as he stands up and walks out of the room. He leaves a note on the door while leaving it open.









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