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The air in the laundry tunnels was thick with the smell of industrial detergent and stagnant dampness. Gregory’s breath came in ragged, shallow hitches, sounding like thunder in the cramped space behind the plastic bins. He pressed his back against the cold concrete wall, his heart hammering against his ribs like a trapped bird.

Vanessa’s flashlight beam cut through the darkness, a sharp blade of white light that sliced across the floor just inches from Gregory’s shoes. He squeezed his eyes shut, trying to make himself smaller. He could hear the hum of her security radio, the static buzzing like a hornet’s nest. Sweet_Darling_Vanessa-catches-you---FNAF-SB.mp4

Above him, the rhythmic clack-clack-clack of heavy boots on metal grating grew louder. The air in the laundry tunnels was thick