[Cassidy's latest kill had gone about as well as it could have. With some..."encouragement," the entire band had ganged up on the guard, allowing her to attack him herself. Paws clamped around his head, pinning him for the animatronics to drag him away -- but not before the guard's face practically melted, blackened tears falling from dead eyes, his face permanently frozen in terror. Sammy usually prevented her from controlling the suit for fear of this happening ( Sammy was how she'd come to understand her "power" in the first place ), but she'd been able to take over tonight. Perhaps that was what motivated her to push herself and the others as far as she had.]
[One of the others clamped onto his arm, prompting her to finally let go. The dragging of a limp body echoed through the empty halls. Slide, thump, slide, thump. She'd heard it a million times before. Once he was stuffed, it'd all be over...so she hoped. Her efforts to kill the guard were, quite literally, blind. But at least she recognized this one's voice -- she didn't know from where, since her memories were more faded than the others', but the recognition filled her with hope. This man had worked the day shift before. He just had to be the one.]
[...But that was when she heard the voice again. Wasn't he dead!? She'd just heard the others cart off his corpse!]
[Her face scrunched up in anger. This wasn't happening. Maybe she was just hearing things -- his stupid voice was always coming from the phone, anyway.]
[But it persisted. Pointless questions of where it had wound up, what was happening, the works. Typical questions. The ones they'd all asked themselves when they "woke up."]
[With a growl, Cassidy finally snapped, slamming her translucent hands on the sides of her head.] ❝ Shut up, shut up, SHUT UP!! ❞ [She turned to the direction of the voice, her anger palpable.] ❝ You aren't supposed to be here! Aren't you supposed to see that stupid light or something!? Move towards it! Leave us alone! ❞
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