I almost broke my neck, or the steel metal that was my neck. I twisted around and squinted, trying my best to see through the darkness. "h, hi," I stuttered back, still trying to find the source of the voice. My eyes were brightened to the highest extent, but all I could glimpse was something dirty, golden, and fluffy. I didnt dare move but I could still hear the clinks of rusty metal, and the occasional groan. "Ya, You ar, are new?" It was clearly a question, but I could hear the statement behind it. I glanced at my suit, clean, and not a scratch on it. "Yes, who are you?" I responded, shiftinng slightly in my position. There was more rustling until I realized it was coming closer. Out of pure instinct, I backed away. The sound stopped and the broken voice came back, " So, sorr, sorry, did ya, you he,hear the voice?" I gulped nervously, at least making a noise that sounded like a gulp. My mouth felt dry and I shivered, cold prickling up my neck. "Ye,yes." I trembled, The voice just souded so omninous, plus scary. I heard a creak and pictured it nodding. "I, I hear it all, all the ti,time" It rasped. I curled up some more holdding my legs close to my chest and clutching my tamborine tightly. " Th, that's wha,why Im in he, here," It whispered, moaning of metal was heard as it turned away. I was in there for hours with the thing, praying to something, anything that this would end. I felt as if the darkness was closing in on me, like I was being shrunk, smaller and smaller. Closterphobia I thought, shutting my eyes. I grasped for the meditation sleep, but couldn't seem to reach it, so I sat there listening to the shuttering breath of the golden being somewhere behind me.

Hey! sorry for not making another chapter sooner, its just I had no idea what should be in the safety room with her, the one phone guy mentioned. I guess I kinda forgot about it until I got a review telling me for more. I didn't realize anyone liked it so I just took a break. It could help if the readers could come up with the golden character in this room, Golden Freddy or Springtrap, either could work. Again I apoligize for this paragraph of a chapter, but my imagination juice will get flowing better next time.

Peace!