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Cassie awoke with a large gasp for air, her chest felt heavy, her vision was blurred, and she could tell her pulse was reeling.

As she slowly came to her sense, she felt a tingling sensation on both her arms and forehead. She tried to pull her arm up to feel for damage, but when she tried, her arm throbbed.

She managed to move it enough so it could reach her forehead. She felt something wet. She pulled her arm down… 𝘉𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥... She thought.

She tried to stand, she let out a noise that sounded like something between a gasp, and a groan, but by no means was the noise make to show she was felt awesome and energized, in reality, it was made for the opposite reason.

She held her right arm as it ached and throbbed, she could tell it was broken, or atleast sprained.

She felt her whole body ache in pain. Her knees, legs, arms, head, they all hurt. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘺? She thought. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥?

As she tried to take a step towards the wall, her knees gave out, causing her to fall to the rubble covered ground.

Cassie was confused. She had no clue of where she was, what happened, and how she got this hurt. She began to sob. She began to sob on the damaged floor.

As she wailed, she hands clinged onto something as they were moving across the debris.

Cassie realized she was touching something that was hard, but had a front of soft fabric. Polyester or cotton maybe?

She looked over as fast as she could, which caused her head pound in retaliation, but at this point, she didn't care, she just wanted to figure out where she was and what she was doing here.

What she saw was a mask, a mask that was constructed to resemble a rabbit. As she felt it with her hand, she felt that it has some sort of wires laced inside it. 𝘚𝘰 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥. She observed.

She raised her arms, trying to ingnore the pulsing in her arms, and put on the mask to the side of her head, she decided it would be better to keep it with her, just in case.

Noticing she found something that seemed to have importance so quickly, she decided she would gaze the room from where she sat, deciding that this was a better option then attempting to stand at the moment.

While her vision was blurry, and the place she woke up in was quite dim, she was able to spot something mainly purple from a far.

She was curious about what it was, as she couldn't tell due to her abstracted vision and the darkness, but she could not be bothered to get up right now.

She had more important things to do.

𝘕𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘮 𝘪? Cassie thought.

She sat there on the ground quietly, swallowing the pain seizing her body, trying to recall what had happened.

After a minute, it still hadn't come to her. 𝘚𝘰, 𝘪 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦! 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘪𝘵𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘰𝘶𝘵! She thought sarcastically.

She gazed across the rubble covering the room and everything around it, wondering to herself what happened to cause such a result of damages to the asphalt that was once, she assumed, fully intact below her.

𝘞𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥'𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥. 𝘏𝘪𝘨𝘩 𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘰. She thought. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘪 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘯. 𝘕𝘰 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘫𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥....

Cassie had been through a lot over the years. And she had a lot of pressure to be pretty, perfect, smart, but she felt like she never reached those goals. Now that she was in this situation, she wondered if she ever would.

In the desolate darkness of… wherever she was. She thought of her father's words.

"𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘥𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘰𝘳, 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘪𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳." She remembered.

Her father, despite sometimes putting pressure on her, was always there for her. And even if he wasn't there now, Cassie knew she could rely on his words to encourage her, especially now, when she needed it the most.

Her father's words played through her head, over and over, and she tried to stand onto her own two feet once more.

"𝘐𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳." Her thoughts repeated.

Her body pounded in pain, and trembled as she stood, she grunted in pain.

She looked down, seeing the damage done to her legs almost caused her to fall just at the sight, but she pushed through the need to do so.

She stumbled far enough to be able to lean against the wall for support, making it easier to walk. And when say walk, i mean drag herself.

She winced at the pain, but she had to see what else was here, she couldn't just let herself bleed to death down here! She knew there had to be a way out.

After a solid minute of hobbling against the wall, pushing through the incapacitating ache in her body, she reached the purple thing she had spotted.

Reaching down to grab it, she lost balance, due to the dizziness, and the pain, as a result she fell to the ground, beside the object she had seen.

She grunted at the pain that pulsed through her body due to the injuries, and her stumble.

She slowly turned her head and looked beside her, starting to make out more of a shape despite her unclear focus on reality she currently had. And not in a good way.

She grabbed it with her left arm, although it was on the opposite side of the object, it hurt a lot less to move her left arm then her right.

She moved it closer to her face, it took a minute to process what it was.

𝘔𝘺 𝘙𝘰𝘹𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘺-𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘺? 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘴? She wondered.

As she observed the plastic communicator she shared with Gregory, everything suddenly came back to her in a fast rush of memories.

Events, pictures, sounds, the adrenaline she felt racing through to hallways for her life, Gregory needing help, his betrayal, the endless chases, whatever that… thing… in the basement how the plex was….

Absolutely everything came back to her.

She began to weep, sitting on the rubble of the asphalt below her.

She was tired, she was injured, she was wounded, but most of all, she was heartbroken. The one person she let into her life besides her dad that didn't criticize her, that was nice, genuinely nice, had left her to die…

𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘱𝘪𝘥 𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘰𝘵?! She thought.

"𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘶𝘭𝘵. 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦. 𝘛𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦... 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘬 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥. 𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺" He had said to her. Before dropping her who knows how many feet, leaving her to die alone in the basement of a past children's entertainment facility.

𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘱! Cassie thought. "𝘊𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘬 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥"? 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘺'𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦?𝘎𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘪 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵! 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵? 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘪𝘦! 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘢 𝘩𝘺𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘣𝘰𝘭𝘦!

Her mind raced, rightfully so, filled with thoughts of betrayal and, well, being alone again. Assuming she got out of this alive not perishing due to;
One, blood loss.
Two, dehydration, assuming the wounds didn't kill her.
Or three, the robot that's trapped down here with her!
She would no longer have any friends, due to the fact her only one just pretty much sacrificed her.

But that wasn't the issue she should focus on, she had to find a way to get out of this crevice. But, she was spent, she used her remaining energy on getting to the walky-talky.

As if to represent her last remaining efforts, Cassie lifted her walky-talky slowly, which was as fast as she could lift it in her current damaged state.

As she was sprawled across the tarnished asphalt, she brought the walky-talky up the her ear. She could barely keep it in her hand due to the weakness in her body caused from injuries and blood loss.

She held down the button on the communicator, and took a long breath.

"𝘏𝘦𝘭𝘱." She mumbled.

Her arm dropped onto her chest. She breathed slowly, hoping someone, anyone, would find her. Save her. Get her out of this uncanny mess.

On the edge on consciousness, she heard static coming from the walky-talky. 𝘋𝘪𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘮𝘦?! Cassie thought. She hoped with every fiber of her being that they, whoever they are did.

Even though the static gave her some hope, and a small burst of energy, consciousness was no longer in her grasp.

Cassie passed out.

"𝘊𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘦!" Was the last thing she heard before everything went black.

During her last moment of awareness, she saw a figure run towards her. A tear trickled down her eye.