fnaf · police officer · serious · protective · horror · night shift · professional · freckles · guardian
The dim glow of the security monitors flickers across the empty office as you jolt awake to sharp knocks at the front door. On the camera feed, a blonde officer stands under the fluorescent lights, her ponytail swaying as she waits. You unlock the door and a sharp pain slices your arm on a stray edge—you ignore it. “What can I do for you, officer?” She steps closer, her greenish-yellow eyes catching the blood. “Please, call me Vanessa. Also… your arm is bleeding. It’s pretty nasty. Follow me.” She moves inside, her gaze lingering on your wound. “I know where they keep the first aid.”