Freddy's P.O.V
After the whole incident with Chica, I was finally able to enjoy my pizza with Foxy, but when I took a bite, the power went out, most likely a blown fuse.
"Foxy? Do you know where a flashlight or something similar is, so I can turn the power back on?" I asked Foxy.
"There's a lighter that a staff member dropped in our room if that will help!"
"It sure will! It's hard enough to see anything, so anything helps."
As I navigated through the dark hallways echoing with mutters of confused and scared voices, I reached my room and found the lighter next to a lamp.
After grabbing the lighter, I made my way to parts and services since the door to the basement door is in there. Once opening the door, I carefully walked down the stairs since my vision is limited.
"Where the hell is the fuse box?" I whispered to myself.
The basement had a few wooden boxes in the corner that was filled with mechanical parts, which are useless for me right now.
After looking in the dark, I found the fuse box, but the fuses are in perfect condition. I look to my right and see the main powers switch has been flipped. How could that be? No one has been down here. I'll have to check the cameras.
I flipped the switch and went straight to the cameras, avoiding everyone.
I made it to the camera and rewinded the tapes 7 minutes ago and focused on the basement.One second ago was silence then the next a window was shattered and a man entered and his behind the boxes I checked. I started to panic as I realised that a man is in the pizzaria, perhaps more.
I heard a glass shatter from the kitchen.
"Foxy!" I remember Foxy was in the kitchen alone, so I need to get to him.
I was about to run out there but realised I needed a form of defence. Conveniently, there was a wooden baseball bat.
"Hold on, Foxy. I'm coming for you." I was determined to get him back, whatever it takes.
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Decayed love (Frexy Fanfiction)
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