Friday Night At Freddy's Security Breach Novels & Stories

one of them mocked. Inner Devil 2: ‘Let me out. I need to slap that woman’s face!’ “All this drama! Just leave,” said the redhead. Losing her patience, Freya texted Kenneth: [I’m in Freedonia, at your building lobby. Your receptionists refused to inform you. I need to speak with you. It’s life or death.] She called again. And again. “I think it’s time to call security,” the redhead murmured. Then, finally, Kenneth answered. “Freya.”

one of them mocked. Inner Devil 2: ‘Let me out. I need to slap that woman’s face!’ “All this drama! Just leave,” said the redhead. Losing her patience, Freya texted Kenneth: [I’m in Freedonia, at your building lobby. Your receptionists refused to inform you. I need to speak with you. It’s life or death.] She called again. And again. “I think it’s time to call security,” the redhead murmured. Then, finally, Kenneth answered. “Freya.”

The fact that someone had managed to outwit me was a slap in the face—more infuriating than the prospect of going to prison for life. Nobody fucking outsmarts Alessandro Costello. I yanked open a drawer in the nightstand, pulling out a secondary phone. I needed to contact my team, get them on this immediately. I dialed quickly, and waited as the phone rang. "Frankie," I said when he answered, "we've got a major breach. Eleven accounts drained. Millions gone. I need you on this now." "I'm on it, boss," Frankie replied, "I'll start tracing the breach and see what we can recover."

“I think they never returned from their security sweep.” “So, they’ve been missing for over a day, and we’re just now finding out?” I demanded, my frustration boiling over. The possibility that something had breached our defenses since then was alarming. I slammed my fist down, and a crack appeared on the elegant marble countertop. “And they’ve been hanging there, like wild animals? We didn’t even notice?!” “The bikes are ready, sir,” Frederick said, standing halfway in the door, holding his helmet. He looked at me, his expression serious. Eros seemed resigned to revisiting the scene, despite not having much choice in the matter. “I pulled six.”

“You have been very helpful and I have enjoyed our time together, Dr. Frieda Wolfstrom. I hope to never see you again.” She gave me a small, wistful smile. “Goodbye my darling. Oh, how I would’ve liked to study you more! Do you want any clothes or are you just going to go-?” At this I gave her a wicked grin. “I’m good as I am, thanks.” I said, and I strode boldly from the room, naked. ### In the hallway we paused, reconvening. All over the facility, alarm bells were ringing. Dear Dr. Frieda had shut down all their security; all the doors were opening, including ones that they specifically didn't want ever opening.

Ray has made me promise to stop going after our mom after this, but I never promised to stop speaking with my brother, did I? We got to the rendezvous point, just as we had planned. But Freddie was not in sight, there was no traces of his presence, no car tracks, nothing at all. He was supposed to be here before us because Ray expected him to come down here straight from the island. Ray asked him get down here while he checks in on his Beta Chris and find out about the hospital’s security system and how to break in without attracting attention. He’s supposed to have arrived before us because we wasted so much time in Rays House before getting “Where is he, Ray?

Jackson stepped forward, fury vibrating through him, But before Harrison could give the second command, the building shook violently. Everyone froze. Red lights flared brighter. A voice crackled over the intercom, panicked: “Security breach on floors seventeen through twenty-one! Lockdown initiated! Unidentified systems override, someone has hacked the internal security!” Harrison’s head snapped toward the ceiling, expression tightening. “Who?” Another voice came over the speaker, female, smooth, smug: “Miss me?” Delilah. Savannah’s heart lurched. Harrison hissed. “She’s interfering again.”

I didn't realize how exhausted I was till I got into the mansion, which was dark and quiet when we arrived. I decided to question Dominic about everything as soon as we stepped inside, but then one of the security guards rushed to meet us in the foyer, looking tense. “Mr. Frost, Miss Aurielle… there’s been a breach. The security system was hacked yesterday, but we had no idea. Someone accessed the internal cameras and stole hours of footage, including all from the living room, your office, and the bedrooms.” My blood runs cold. Dominic’s face hardens instantly. “What do you mean deleted? How much is missing?”

“What have we done now? Did the pack observers catch us vacating the hotel perimeter at dawn?” “No, but there was a significant report about her distracting the staff so I could acquire your suite coordinates.” “Wait—is that how you bypassed the security desk?” “Correct. Ancient methods of distraction. We were prepared to utilize Caleb, but Freya determined the attendant was an easy mark. She seduced her and secured the keys.” “Gross!” She flushed, shielding her eyes. “I certainly didn't require that level of detail.” “She’s quite proud. It’s a new personal record for Freya in terms of speed.”

His face drains of color. “What?” I demand. “Daniel, what is it?” He lowers the phone slowly. “Building security just reported an attempted breach. Someone tried to access the private elevator using Lydia Crane’s old credentials from when she visited months ago.” The words don’t make sense. Then they do. She’s here. She’s already here. Harper grabs my arm. “We need to leave. Now.” The lights go out. Emergency power kicks in. Red exit signs glow. Backup generators hum.