Sweet_darling_vanessa-catches-you---fnaf-sb.mp4

The footsteps stopped. The silence that followed was worse than the noise. It was a heavy, suffocating weight. Gregory risked a glance through the gap in the bins. He saw her—a silhouette framed by the neon glow of a distant 'Glamrock Gifts' sign. Her security uniform was crisp, her blonde ponytail swinging slightly as she turned her head, scanning the shadows with predatory patience.

Gregory scrambled backward, his sneakers slipping on the slick floor. He tried to run, but he was cornered. Vanessa stepped into the light, the beam of her torch blinding him. She didn't look angry; she looked disappointed, a thin, unsettling smile playing on her lips. Sweet_Darling_Vanessa-catches-you---FNAF-SB.mp4

"Gregory… I know you’re here," a voice called out. It wasn't the mechanical, screeching tone of Roxy or the glitchy franticness of Chica. It was calm. Level. Almost sweet. "It’s past closing time. You’re going to get us both in a lot of trouble." The footsteps stopped

"Caught you," she said softly, reaching out a gloved hand. "Now, let's go. We have a lot to talk about… and not much time before the lights go out for good." Gregory risked a glance through the gap in the bins

Above him, the rhythmic clack-clack-clack of heavy boots on metal grating grew louder.