Y/N's POV

I woke up, disoriented and held my head, which was aching. I look around. The cabinet was empty, the wardrobe turned over, and the path behind us shut. I look towards Player, who was still unconscious. 

"Player? Player!" I whisper-shout, shaking his body until he wakes.

"Y/N?" He mumbles, slowly regaining consciousness. "What happened?"

"I don't know! One minute I'm opening the case, next minute I'm on the ground!" I continue to whisper-shout. Player begins to stand up, offering a hand to me.

"Come on, let's find a way out of here, we've been through too much to keep going." 

Player's POV

We left the room through another door that was previously blocked. I was still trying to get over the fact that I was getting a crush on Y/N. I mean, it makes sense. I did try to confess...

...

1995 (1 month before the hour of joy)

I was finishing of my tasks for the day, the note in my shirt pocket. This was it. I would confess and it would be great. I headed over to find Y/N, only to see her with all her items in a box.

"Y/N? What's going on?" I asked.

"Player! I wanted to see you! I got a call this morning, and this big job industry want to hire me! They said to come immediately so I'm packing up and heading over!" Y/N exclaimed. She was leaving? I couldn't do anything, letting the thought rush in my head. Y/N put the box down and hugged me. "Thanks for all your help Player! You really made me feel welcome and it was great working with you! Hope we see each other soon! Good luck in the future!" Y/N said and walked out of the factory.

I didn't even give her the note.

...

We went down the corridor and found three doorways. Two were locked, so we went to the right, where we had to swing across, which was easy. Throughout this, I could hear a voice telling me to "keep going..."

"Y/N I'm already going." I say with a smile.

"Huh?" Y/N asked. That wasn't her?

We enter a room and find a poppy key. We immediately go back on ourselves and open the red door, revealing Elliott Ludwig's Office.

"Player look." Y/N said, revealing a brown VHS. She brought it over and put it in.

"Playtime Co. is the product of a great man, by the name of Elliot Ludwig."

"Divorced, but a family man at heart, his sights were always set on bringing amazing toys to amazing children around the globe."

"Ludwig spent countless hours in the factory, working overtime relentlessly in an attempt to continuously innovate and surprise."

"In the 1960's, an unfortunate family death had pushed Ludwig down to his lowest."

"But with so much ambition, he rose back up and continued to fulfil his vision for the Playtime Co. toy factory."

"Ludwig could never be content leaving a project unfinished, but just how did one man come to create such an astounding empire?"

"How did he manage to stay determined, even after suffering such a tragic loss?"

"It all began in the fateful year of 19-"

But the video ended there.

Y/N's POV

After the VHS finished, I spotted a vent, open very slightly. We both headed over and pulled it down, heading through the vent system. 

We jumped down, and as we headed over, a box fell, startling both of us. We looked up, and there she was.

Poppy.

-End of Chapter-