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Chapter 32: Tied up and forgotten

You slowly come to your senses and lift your head. "Where . . . am I?", you whisper to no one. You shake your head, trying to loosen the black cloth that covered your eyes, but it was tied tight. Then, you hear a rusty squeaking, like unoiled gears grinding against each other. You lay still and limp, pretending to be dead or asleep, whichever would work. You hold your breath and wait. "She be awake.", you hear a familiar voice say. Is that . . . Foxy?, you think. You hear the quiet clacking of shoes against the floor. "Well, well, well. Look what the cat dragged in. Or should I say fox?" You gasp, not meaning to blow your cover. The man chuckles and unties the black cloth. You look up, eyes wide, right into the black, soulless eyes of William Afton. He bends down in front of you and smirks. "You know, it's really ironic. Your sitting in the exact spot where your little cop friend died. I call him JM. It a shame. I thought cops were tough. Guess not." He stands up and flicks dust off his shoulder. You glare at him, still trying to figure out who he's talking bout. He burst out laughing and holds his stomach. "Ha! She doesn't even know who I'm talking bout! Yo, Foxy! You got to see her face! I guess Joseph didn't tell her yet." You struggle and yell, "Your a flipping murderer! The cops are going to find you and they will kill you! I will get out of-" William grabs your face and growls, "Shut. Up. Now. Before I break your legs and make sure you won't be going anywhere. And maybe your arms." You scowl at him then hang your head. He smiles and pats your head. You flinch and shake your head. He looks at Foxy and says, "Well, I got some bizz-wax to get done. Watch her, please." Foxy nods. William rubs Foxy's chest and whispers, "So soft." Foxy wags his tail and lets out a robotic bark. William looks back at you, waves, and walks out. Foxy sits down in front of you and sniffs you face. You whisper, "Hey, Foxy. How you doin?" Foxy responds by rubbing his nose against your cheek. Suddenly, there's a loud voice yelling, "Hey! Bad Foxy! Did I tell you could touch her?" Foxy whines and scoots back from me. He flattens his ears and hangs his head. The voice says, "Oh, you're fine Foxy. Come to my room. I have a treat for you." Foxy gets up on all fours and opens the door with his head. He strides out, wagging his tail. Then, he comes back and shuts the door. You huff and think, Come on, Foxy. You have to remember me. "Hey, big boy! How you doin, huh? You being a good boy?", the voice says. Must have forgotten his mic is on, you think. You hear Foxy bark. "Hey, calm down, you fuzzball! Come here." You wonder, Why is he being so nice to Foxy? Where are the others? "Hey! No licking there! You know the rules, Foxy!" You cringe, trying not to listen. You huff and look around. You think, This sucks. I'm tied up and as always, forgotten.


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