A/N Hey everybody! First of all, thanks again to everyone that left a review. I'm so happy about the good feedback on Monty, and I hope I can keep that momentum up. Now, I bet you're all ready to kill me after the cliffhangers I left in the last chapter, but fear not. The new chapter is here and ready to roll, so let's not doddle and get on with it! Here we go!

Neither Vanessa nor Fifi dared to move as the psychotic rabbit hovered over them, brandishing her knife gleefully. Vanny didn't appear to see them, but started to behave erratically. She started making unsettling vocalizations and folded in on herself slightly. Vanessa could hear her stomping her feet in quick succession, as if she were a toddler about to throw a tantrum. It almost made her think of the early days when she made her, trying to keep her calm in her child form.

All of a sudden, the stomping stopped, but Vanny soon began laughing while her head was still down.

"I'll find you," she said softly, "I know I will."

As if nothing had happened, she skipped off, leaving Vanessa and Fifi seemingly unnoticed. The former lifted her head up to ensure that the coast was clear once the sound of footsteps ceased. She looked in all directions and saw nothing, and when she finally decided it was safe, she turned back to Fifi, uncovering her mouth.

"Okay, she's gone," the former guard breathed. "I hope that wasn't too unsettling for you. She's always been a bit of a drama queen."

"…I'll take your word for it," Fifi said, annoyed that she still couldn't see the madwoman in question.

Vanessa started climbing out of the basket and began helping the mouse out. "At least you do have me around so you don't run into her on accident."

"Yeah. Speaking of which, why am I the only one that can't see her?"

"Afton invented this device that could bend light waves in a way that solid objects could look transparent to most people. She really likes to use it."

"What?! That's amazing! That could do so much good…but I guess he just wanted to use it for murder, right?"

"After what we've found out, definitely. Of course, he made it specifically so he would be immune to its effects. Since he was in my head for such a long time, I became immune too. Freddy's eye upgrade allows him to block out its effects, so that's why he was able to see her. And Gregory, well…I don't really know."

Once they were both out of the basket, they could see that it was attached to what appeared to be a riding style lawnmower.

"Speaking of those two," Fifi continued, "where do you think we should look next?"

Vanessa consulted her Fazwatch. "Well, there's a lot of space toward the back that we haven't looked in yet. If we can't find them there…we might have to go to the lower level."

The mouse felt a shiver down her metal spine at that, but turned her attention back to the mobile laundry basket.

"You think we could take this if it comes to that?" she asked.

Vanessa stifled a laugh. "We'd be lucky if that thing works. I think we'd need a k—"

"AAAAAGGHH"

When they heard this scream, the ladies turned their heads towards the hall closest to their right.

Vanessa was first to speak. "That sounded like…"

"Freddy!" Fifi finished.

Both of them immediately took off down the hall. At least they knew where one of them was, but now it sounded like trouble. Hopefully they find him before he's too damaged, or worse.

They kept hearing him scream and followed the sounds in an attempt to locate him. Until, finally, they heard one scream coming from behind a door. They rushed to it, but groaned at the realization that this was the same door for the room that was marked on their map.

"Right back where we started? Really?!" Fifi complained, "How could they have even gotten in there?"

"Monty probably found some override switch that let him open the door manually," Vanessa concluded. "Switch still looks broken, though, so we can't just charge in there. Probably a good thing, but how else do we get in?"

Fifi shrugged and started looking around frantically, until she noticed the door for the next room on the left. It was a wooden door, rather than a metal one, and it was ajar.

"Why don't we look in there?" she asked pointing to it.

The woman shrugged. "Worth a shot."

So, they walked over and opened the door fully. There appeared to be nothing hostile inside, but there was a considerable amount of old computer boxes, as well as some tools.

"Looks like some old testing equipment for the animatronics," Vanessa noted.

She and Fifi stepped into the room a little more, both looking to the right after passing a cabinet. When they did this, they both gasped and ducked from what they saw, going into survival mode. There was a window spanning the length of the wall showing what was happening in the next room. They could clearly see Baby and Monty standing over Freddy in what appeared to be some sick interrogation. However, it seemed there was no reaction to the ladies' presence.

Vanessa noticed this and decided to be the one to test it. Immediately she stood up, and after a pause she waived her hands. No reaction from them.

"Vanessa, what are you doing?!" Fifi whisper-yelled.

"They can't see us," she stated smiling. "It's two-way glass. So long as we don't turn on a light, they won't even know we're here."

Fifi breathed a sigh of relief and stood up as well, only to tense-up as she heard Freddy scream again. She could now see that Baby was pressing two jumper cables into his body, causing what seemed to be a huge amount of electricity to pass through him. The mouse was horrified. It was a wonder he didn't seize up if that was happening the whole time.

"I never liked that you guys could feel pain," Vanessa commented. "I tried to have that removed from you, but there's some things even influence can't fix."

Fifi looked at the former guard with longing. She didn't know the suffering Vanessa had gone through, but she wanted to make her feel better.

"Don't feel bad, Vanessa. I guess it—"

CRASH

"YOU BETTER TALK NOW, FAZBEAR!"

The ladies jumped back as a S.T.A.F.F. bot head came crashing through the window, followed by Monty yelling. They held onto each other as they could now clearly hear the verbal abuse Freddy's captors were giving to him.

"Um…" Fifi began quietly, "Monty hasn't…always been like that, has he?"

"Oh, you have no idea," Vanessa warned. She still had flashbacks from the one time she came into his green room unannounced.

"Oh…great."

The mouse looked at the scene playing out before her again. How could this be? Highly advanced technology specifically made to entertain children, torturing one of their own. What could they have done to the kids? It saddened her to think about it.

"Hey," Vanessa chided. "Are you okay?"

Fifi cast her head down. "I just…can't believe I'm seeing this."

The blonde stepped around and crouched down in front of her.

"Look, Fifi," she said tenderly. "I know this is tough for you to see. I don't think you've really seen much of anything outside of where they had you for training, so I get why you don't want to believe it. But this is the kind of thing that happens outside those walls. People want to hurt each other for their own gain, and they'll do it in any way they can think of… You can't let that discourage you, though, and you can't be afraid of it. You just have to face the fact that it's real and it's happening and do what you can to stop it. And remember that you're not in this alone. The others and I are not going to let you get hurt, okay?"

She grabbed Fifi's hand as she gave this speech, and the grip was returned with finality.

"…Okay," Fifi breathed. "I'm with you."

"Without a doubt," Vanessa replied with a smile. Then she stood again and turned to assess the situation.

"Okay, so the information we're looking for is definitely on at least one of those computers, so we can basically kill two birds with one stone here. We clear out the computers while those two are distracted, and then we save Freddy. Question is, how do we get in there without being seen?"

Fifi looked over through the glass as well, trying to look for a solution. Her interest was peeked when she noticed an air vent in the corner of the room, between where the computer desks sat. She turned back to look at the room she was in and noticed a similar sized vent beside of a tool cabinet.

"Hey!" she quietly exclaimed, pointing to it. "What if one of us crawled in through the vents?"

Vanessa looked around and saw the vent in the opposite room as well.

"Of course!" she sighed, facepalming. "The easiest solution is always the last one you think of."

"Hehe…I think that might just be your lack of sleep talking."

"Really? In that case, why don't you go in, hotshot?"

Fifi immediately put on a look of shock, followed by contemplation.

"You know what? I think I will."

Now it was Vanessa's turn to look shocked. "Oh…uh…Okay then."

The blond removed her watch. "Uh…here, you better take this so you can—"

"I don't need that. I've got an SD card with about as much storage as that thing. I was supposed to store music on it for performances."

Vanessa blinked a couple times. "Okay, seriously, how'd you end up in here after they put so much effort into…You know what? Forget it. Go get 'em, tiger."

Fifi obliged, ducking under the hole in the window as she went. As she was opening the door to the vent, she turned back for a moment.

"You'll be watching me the whole time, right?" she asked.

"If you need anything, I'm right here," the former guard confirmed.

This earned another smile from the mouse, who finally made her way into the vent.

Returning to Gregory, he had just finished listening to most of the stories of the inhabitants of the Blob. It was about as much to take in as he had to when Vanessa told him the history of this company. Afton's victims all in one place each having a more insane story to tell, from custody battles to neglect of animatronics to murders. More than ever, the boy wondered just what he had gotten himself into. He sat cross-legged on the rubbish beneath him trying to take it all in.

"This is probably a lot to take in, huh?" came Cassidy's voice once again.

"I guess," he replied, his head still full. "I've definitely had to take in a lot over the past month, but seeing you all here, and hearing it from you…man."

"They're our stories, Gregory," she continued. "Only we can tell them like this. Over forty years of torment all because of him…It sucks, knowing what could have been"

Gregory shrugged. "I never really think about what could have been. I don't really have time to think about my future now. I'm just trying to survive. You had the opportunity to, though."

He recalled her telling him a few moments ago about how her parents were going to get her in a good private school, after applying for scholarships.

"You had your parents right up until you died, and they were helping with your future. You probably would have had all the time in the world to think about that…well, until Afton took that away, I guess."

The golden bear head in front of him nodded.

"What's it like, anyway?" Gregory asked suddenly. "Death, I mean."

"Well, after getting to know all these people," Cassidy replied, "it seems like it's different for everyone. The circumstances and everyone's thoughts, they all seem to change."

"How was it for you, then?"

"For me...It was like a betrayal. All my life, everyone, especially the adults around me, told me I was going to live a long, happy life. I was going to find a good job, find someone special, raise a family. That's what they always told me when I was down. Then I was murdered at ten. Everything they promised was out the door."

"Hey, it's not like they knew that would happen," he stared at the scrap beneath him. "It's not like they knew anything would happen."

Cassidy took note of his tone as he said this. "You don't really trust adults, do you?"

He shook his head. "Not since my parents died. It just seems like every adult I met since then has just tried to use me for their own gain…Well, until recently, maybe."

He thought about how Vanessa had taken him and Freddy in. How she was open to telling them stories about the horrors this company caused. How she tried to stop them from going, as if to protect them, when she first tried to come last night. But most importantly, how she treated him like a person through this whole experience. That's more than he'd gotten from any adult since he became an orphan. But he didn't have time to think about that more, so he pushed it to the side.

"From what I've heard, I think Afton's probably going to be my worst nightmare," he continued. "I'm really sorry for all of you by the way. None of you deserved to live or die like that. I'm really scared after hearing what you had to say, but it's all the more reason that an adult like that can't be trusted. I won't let that happen anymore."

"…Oh, Gregory," Cassidy continued, "I'm sad for you too, you know. You've got nothing to lose and no one to care for you. It's like you made yourself into a perfect target for him…and that's why we can't let you leave."

Gregory immediately looked up when he heard this. "…What?"

The Blob now seemed to move into a protective stance.

"We cannot allow him to have you Gregory," Cassidy continued. "Everything he has aspired to, every sick fantasy he has thought of will come true if he finds you. That can't happen. He has to pay for what he's done, and our chance of that will end if you allow him to take you."

Gregory stood again at this. "But I'm trying to stop him! That's why I'm here. I have friends who have suffered too, because of him and we're trying to find out what he's planning so we can stop it. We might even find a way to get rid of him."

"There's no getting rid of him!" Cassidy spat back harshly. "We have tried so many times to kill him, to erase everything he's done from history, but he keeps coming back! There is no way to truly destroy him…Oh, but he will suffer. He will face judgement for his acts for all eternity, one way or another, and I will be the one to give it to him."

The boy couldn't believe what he just heard. Wasn't this girl just talking about how much she was suffering now? Why was she more concerned with making Afton suffer than finding a way to move on? Letting her soul rest?

"So, you're telling me you just want to throw a little revenge party against him more than you actually want to stop him?" he asked venomously.

"What he is doing won't matter once I have him," Cassidy continued. "I'll tear what's left of his mind to pieces, and he won't be able to do anything else. He'll rue the day he killed me. I don't care what you think about it. I'll make him suffer, and you're going to help me."

And there was the straw that broke the camel's back.

"Excuse me?!" Gregory yelled indignantly.

"As I said you would be a perfect victim for him," she went on. "He thinks he's safe from me up there, wherever he is, and I know he is up there from the present we received last night!"

The Blob lifted the destroyed 'Nightmare' Fredbear animatronic from the previous night.

"He thinks he can continue to avoid the consequences of his actions, even using his stupid toys to protect himself from them. Won't he be so distraught that his newest prey has found themselves in my arms? The one he's hunted a month for. I know him too well. His pride will bring him down here to find you, and I'll have him in my clutches again. It will be glorious."

Now Gregory was mad. "So, you were just going to use me as bait to bring him down here so you could catch him. Real original. So once that's done, what are you gonna do, kill me anyway?"

To his shock, the empty casing seemed to smile at this.

"He may still kill you, but then, you will really be one of us," she mused, "Wouldn't you like to join the faces he will see in his endless torment? It will be fun, I promise."

Gregory pulled out the Fazerblast again. "You're insane! I don't want to die like that! I don't even want to live like that! I just want to move on from this and for things to be normal for once! My friends and I are trying to find a way to stop him, and I thought you could help! But you're the same as every adult I ever met. I won't be used like that again."

When Cassidy spoke again, the other voices joined one by one.

"We tried to be nice, Gregory," they spoke, "It would have been easier for you to join us, willingly. But it looks like we will need to take a harsher approach to convince you."

It was here that a massive black tentacle emerged from the Blob and came down on Gregory, but the boy saw it coming and easily dodged out of the way. After this he immediately got up and started running. He needed to get past the amalgamation in front of him to get to the exit. As he was running though, he was blocked by a head resembling a frog that roared in his face. He responded by shooting it in the optics with the Fazerblast causing it to retract into the Blob as if by reflex.

He continued running, dodging and shooting a few more times, until finally he saw an opening in the entity's massive frame. He took one more chance and ran straight for it, not even minding that the obstacles from this creature could block him at any time. When he reached it at last, he jumped straight through, barely avoiding being crushed as the hole closed behind him.

Gregory had an open window to run as the blob readjusted itself, and the white and pink Freddy head went from the back to the front to face him. The boy was about fifty feet from the door when the Blob began pursuing again.

"You cannot stop this, Gregory!" it called. "He will suffer at our hands!"

Gregory took no time to respond as he reached out for the handle and finally pulled it, revealing a set of stairs. Without looking back, he immediately ran up as the blob was closing in. After three flights of steps, he finally reached a set of double doors, which he opened to find that he was back in the halls of the diner. He looked to his side and saw a 2x4 lying on the floor as well. Quickly he shut the doors and after picking up the 2x4, slid it through the handles.

He stepped back for a moment to listen. Silence. He got away, completely unscathed. Gleefully he kicked the doors, hard.

"Yeah! Suck on that!" he taunted.

For some reason, he felt particularly good about getting away from that thing. He wasn't sure if it was because it was such a huge enemy or because he didn't let himself get used again, but he was pumped now. The question now, though…where was everybody?

He pulled out his Fazwatch and noted that the room Henry marked was still showing on there.

'Guess that's as good a place to start as any,' he thought.

But before he could map out any direct route there, he heard a roar coming from his left. Low and behold the 'Nightmare' animatronics they encountered earlier in the night were running towards him.

"Aw, come on!" he exclaimed, and he started running straight ahead. It looked like he was going to have to find his way on his own…again.

Hopefully nothing bad would happen before he got there.

A/N Yep, hopefully. That's going to be it for this chapter. I really hope you enjoyed it. Just so you all know, I'm going to include Cassidy quite a bit in this story, so I hope I can get some feedback on how I wrote her as well. I'm really proud of what this story is turning out to be so far, and I'm going to keep the momentum going as long as I can. Either way, thank you so much for reading and be sure to leave a review if you can. See you next time!