I don't even have an excuse anymore... Also, I'm changing the rating to Teen because of a little swearing. Don't worry, it's nothing serious. Just be warned.
Foxy's POV
Excitement filled my cold body, pushing out the doubts I had earlier. I looked up at the camera, waiting for a long break between the red flashes. It was all I could do to keep myself from running straight to the night guard's office, but I held myself back. I have to wait... Have to torture him to insanity. It's funny though, through all these horrible thoughts, I didn't regret them in the least.
Finally, The camera's red light went off, and I darted off to the right. I found a small blind spot right outside the hallway, and stood there for several minutes. My thoughts were filled with such torturous thoughts that I didn't even notice the guard's curse when he noticed I wasn't where I was supposed to be. I waited for several more minutes, waiting for a prime moment to catch him off guard. I listened carefully for the sound of the guard flipping through his cameras, the only moment where he wouldn't be looking down the hallway.
After several more minutes, I heard the sounds and raced to the beginning of the hallway, the farthest point from the unsuspecting guard. I almost giggled with glee as I heard him cry out in shock.
"Get away, dammit!" he shouted, terrified. Suddenly, a blinding beam of light flashed down the hallway, blinding me.
"Put down the stupid flashlight," I muttered angrily. "Let me free you from this hell..." I tried to step forward, but this blinding light was keeping me frozen to the spot. I strained against my bonds of light, but I couldn't move at all. I'll get you! Don't worry about that. I'm coming for you...
Much of the night followed in this manner. As soon as his flashlight went off, I blinked away the lights in my eyes and tried to go forward, but his flashlight kept coming. It filled my body with agony as the beam traveled through my endoskeleton. I tried to think of why this was, as I thought I had once lived in the light. The more I thought, the more it became clear: My soul no longer dwelled in the light, but welcomed the darkness. The thought of this filled me with confusion. But... why? I thought this new body was nice. I thought the light was a good thing... The same feeling of doubt that had filled my soul before now crept into my metal parts. I tried to remember who I once was. "I wanna go back! Let me go back to the light!" I whimpered, too soft for the guard. "I'm tired! I want my... my..." My mind went blank as I tried to remember my parents. All I could call to mind was a shadow. "Please, just let me go back!" I called to the marionette, but no answer came. "I wanna go back to my house! I want my mommy!" I tried to cry, but nothing came.
I saw a gap between the lights, and I ran back to the storeroom. I crawled to my corner, and drew my knees to my face.