NIGHT 2.

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You were walking back to your office, now everything being dark.

"I hope they have actual water to drink down here. I can't just drink soda every day."
"I should probably look for some tomorrow.."

You had decided to keep the tape you found in your pocket at all times, maybe tomorrow you'll find a place to use it.

Reaching your office door, you realized something.
The door was...closed?

"The hell?.."
"Why is it closed?!"

You began to panic, your only safe spot in this place being unaccessible.

"Damnit..Damnit!"
"Uhm.."
"THE VENT!"
"The vent up there. I need to find a vent that leads into my office."

You quickly ran away from the office. Trying to quickly get out of the hallway to avoid being cornered.
Reaching the main big room outside the hallway, you shined your flashlight around. Trying to find a vent around the place.

"Alright..if I was a vent, where would I be?"

You thought, deciding to check some corners behind the shelves.

Some time passed, you being on the verge of giving up.

"Oh my god..I'm gonna fucking die if Freddy finds me. I'm better off just hiding somewhere until mo-"
"Huh? What's this?"

You shined your flashlight at the corner. There was a vent.

"Oh thank goodness."

You crawled inside without a second thought. You are NOT standing out here in the open till day.

"Alright..it's kinda..tight in here.."

You crawled while holding your flashlight, illuminating the way.

"Hope I don't get stuck here..that would be very bad.."

You let out a nervous laugh, continuing to crawl.
It's not like Freddy could fit in here right?

As you were crawling, you heard something..
It sounded like..
Someone else crawling through the vents.

"W-What the hell..?"

You quickly checked behind you.
You couldn't see much as it was hard to turn around and your legs were in the way, but you spotted something crawling towards you.
It looked destroyed, like a mangle of parts. Having Foxy's head but the colors were more pink and white.

"Oh..shit."

You quickly turned back around, speeding up your crawling. It sounded way faster and better at crawling than you.

"SHIT SHIT SHIT!"

Along the way, the vents split up into two different ways.

One leading left.

One leading right.

You quickly thought for a second.

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