#{ with ur burntrap being post-save vanny it highkey works? }

[curseofbreadbear]

@burnt-basement-bunny​ ❤’d!

[Cassidy sensed his presence here; having shared a mind with him for so long ( if only to inflict a not-so-eternal Hell upon him ), she would know his wretched stench better than anyone. She knew where to go. She knew what she would do. There was only one setback...]

[Her physical form had vanished. Once she found him, there wouldn't be much that she could do -- not on her own, anyway. She couldn't possess something in the hopes of regaining her powers, either...the robots here had either been corrupted by his presence ( at some point or another -- she could sense traces of him within them, and she wasn't about to trust that he was completely gone ), or utterly destroyed in "random accidents."]

[Still...Cassidy was desperate. She'd done everything wrong, and she was convinced that she might be the only one who could right it all. She'd broken out of that arcade cabinet prison for a reason -- if she'd freed him, then she was the only one who could imprison him again. She was still a spirit. Maybe if she directly linked to him again, terrifying as that idea was...maybe there was something she could do. Maybe she could destroy him from the inside. Now that she knew how powerful he was, she couldn't simply torture him...she needed to end him. That should've been what she resolved to do from the beginning, but she'd been greedy. She wanted him to feel her agony. Sammy was right -- she should have listened.]

[And thus Cassidy worked her way down to the depths of the Pizzaplex, following only instinct and her sixth sense, connecting her intrinsically to a man she detested. She found him. Everything led to this spot, through yet another horror attraction built upon the tragedies from over 80 years ago. Of course he'd wind up here...she still remembered Fazbear's Fright. How could she not? That was when she'd lost...well...somebody very dear to her.]

[Cassidy continued to follow her senses, until she was led to a strange glass -- maybe plastic? -- structure. Her hands pressed on the cylinder, struggling to determine what it was...but it was powering the whole building. Or maybe it was fueling him? Perhaps both. It didn't matter...if all went well, he wouldn't be here much longer, and nobody would need to suffer. Never again.]

[She took a breath...and jammed her translucent hands through the barrier. She squeezed the rabbit-man's head ( albeit more forcefully than necessary ) and concentrated all of her energy on linking their consciousnesses. If this somehow worked...if she could somehow grip his mind, as she had when she'd put him through that non-stop Hell...then she'd have a little chat with him in yet another mindscape of her own design -- and then, she would destroy him once and for all.]

[She could do this...she had to.]