Dorm Rooms-Part 1

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Y/N POV

!!Gore Warning?!
(Just...a gif...and not really descriptive words...)
Flashback

I open my eyes. I look around.

I'm in a cell? I thought I passed out in the bathroom, after I finished bandaging my new wounds...

I spot a hidden tunnel, barely large enough for me to fit. I crawl into the tunnel.

Thank goodness this is an old cell they tend to never renovate or inspect...Is there a way out? There normally is...I can find the way out and hide until they forget...

I see light peering through a peep whole. I crawl towards it and peek out, hoping it will help me find an exit.

It's a rooftop area. So I must be on one of the really high floors...Wait...why are there so many birds other there...

I notice a vent and crawl through it. I take off the vent fan and look around. I end up in the area I saw before. I'm on the roof. I then see a small piece of paper, slightly stained red.

Oh no...

I then notice the birds again. They're black birds. I notice they're eating something...

I see a bloody gun next to a pool of blood...

The birds are eating something...that is bleeding a lot...

I see tattered clothing...that looks like something one of my many 'sisters' wore...a white t-shirt...and a white pair of shorts...

I then see...

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My eyes snap open and shoot straight up in my seat. I'm sitting at my work desk? I look around and see I'm in my dorm room.

I see my bed in the top right corner. The soft, black sheets actually made for once.

I see my Bendy rollercoaster cart, that is a chair with a new upgrade I made recently and am happy about, sitting in the top left corner.

My work desk is against the left wall. It's also actually tidy for once. I have my spare parts and tools still in boxes beside the desk. I also hung up many blueprints above the desk.

I have my bookcase beside my desk. It's filled with books, photo albums, etc.

I also have all of my animatronics in my closet. I also have the shrine-type area where I have framed pictures of everyone I've lost. I also have candles, which I don't keep lit, and flowers and other things to remember. I don't like visiting often. It hurts.

I look around the room and notice I hung up a couple framed pictures. They're above my bed.

I look down and see I'm in my pajamas.

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