I am dead. I am dead. I am soooo dead. Foxy found me. He's going to kill me. I'm going to be stuffed in a suit and killed by the wires and beams. Why had I not listened and got my skinny little butt out of there? Hot, salty tears ran down my face, stinging my eyes

"Why are you crying?" Came a light, childish voice. I looked up and realised it was Foxy who was speaking.

"I- I thought you were going to kill me," I reply, holding up a metal beam in case Foxy goes haywire.

"Why would I do that? I just want to play. I'm so lonely in Pirates Cove. No ones wanted to play with me since 1987," the reddish fox laments.

"B-but the night guard murders, the screeching from the security footage, the banging on the doors from last night?"

"I just wanted you to let me in. I never killed anyone. Neither did Chica or Bonnie. It was always Freddy,"

"But-" I was cut off as a light tingling was heard in the left corridor. "Toreader's March," I squeaked, eyes widening.

It was hard to tell, but I'm pretty sure Foxy got creeped out as well. "Follow me," he said, voice toned down to a whisper.

I followed, through the pizzeria into Pirate's Cove. I heard footsteps and Toreader's March playing again. The song slowly got softer as Freddy moved further away. When it finally stopped I breathed a sigh of relief.

"He's gone," I reported, smiling at Foxy "what now?"

"Now? Now we go meet up with Chica and Bonnie," Foxy answered, grabbing my hand. We ran quickly to the kitchen, where Chica was waiting for us. Soon after, Bonnie followed.

"Who's she?" Asked a rebellious voice from Chica's costume.

"I'm Alex. I'm the new night watchman. Or watchwoman. Hey Chica. Hi Bonnie," I beamed at the two new anamatronics.

"So, any new ideas. Who was sent to shadow him?" Asked Foxy, who apparently led the group.

"I did," Bonnie said, speaking up for the first time. His voice was innocent, but didn't have the same high curiosity to it. "No difference. He's started playing Toreader's March a lot more. I can't tell whether that means he's getting closer to the watchman, or he's just going crazy."

"He's going crazy. I hear his song and I go have a look at him and he's backstage," I piped up, joining in the conversation.

The anamatronics stared at me.

"How do you know that?" Chica asked, most traces of rebellion gone.

"Security camera. All of them except the one in the kitchen work. Like right now Freddy's-" I searched the floor "Right next to the stage in the dining hall."

"Impressive. Hey, Alex?" Asked Chica

"Yeah?" I asked, nervous.

"We want you on our team. We're gonna take down Freddy." Chica announced.

Okay so, my theory (which is very popular from what I can tell) is that the anamatronics are the ghosts of the kids who were lured away and dissapearing were killed by being stuffed in the suits. I've named all the kids and everything!

Lillian 'Chica' Delrayo- 14

Frederick 'Freddy' O'Sullavan- 8

Benjamin 'Bonnie' O'Sullavan- 10

Fokisi 'Foxy' Arnolds- 6

Serena 'Blondie' Kindle- 12

So yeah. What do you think? I just noticed that the two oldest are both female. Huh.