Thanks to Five Nights at Freddy's VR: Help Wanted, the plot bunny started to run all over in my head. You have probably noticed that I have deleted FNaF: Salvaged and FNaF: Requiem (I still have the scripts, though). The reason for that was because I simply lost inspiration and decided to instead use the plot points of those two stories in my new story.
Before you dive in, I recommend you to read Five Nights at Freddy's: Masterpiece, which is effectively a prequel to this story.
Also, for this chapter, I recommend you to watch the FNaF/SFM video Danger 3 Collab, which has a really interesting story (and the song, Undone by Desmeon, used in the video is featured in this chapter). It also reminds me of the lore of FNaF: Help Wanted, with the difference that HW doesn't seem to have a good ending.
I hope you'll enjoy this chapter. I do think that the lyrics fit William's current situation.
Night 0
Undone
''I'm gonna throw my memories away, now I feel undone. And I am cursed by every day, till my time is gone. I've never felt this way before and now I know this, so for sure – I won't forget your last betray, I'll never forget this day.''
– Undone, by Desmeon ft. Steklo
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How long have I've been trapped here? An eternity…
He lowered his head, clutching it in hopes that it his headache would fade away. It didn't. It just grew stronger, not helped by the constant buzzing of the monitor, the fan and the odd metallic sounds and bangs that came from the corridors and air vents. He couldn't bear it anymore. He felt sick, especially since he knew what was waiting behind those doors.
As he lift his head, his dark eyes widened as he saw the huge animatronic towering over him, snapping the claw she wielded and screeching as she lunged at him. Her cry and his screams of agony merged as there was a sickening sound of bones crunching and flesh being torn apart. As the screams died down, darkness fell.
''You won't die, but you'll wish you could.''
The darkness slowly faded and he woke up again in the same room, the clock showing him that it was 12 AM. There was numbing pain pulsating through his chest. He died once again at the hands of one of his creations and had to bear the punishment of having his soul torn apart, leaving him in excruciating pain whenever he would wake up again. He knew he had no time to recover, as the night had once again started and he needed to keep an eye on them.
This was my masterpiece.
He didn't choose to be trapped in this cursed office, spending probably ages while dealing with over 50 animatronics who would come over and over again just to taunt him or to outright kill him. He would recover every night after dying, only to face the nightmares again. Sometimes he would win, having figured out their strategy, but he knew he was just delaying his next death. Every time he won, he would die ten times as much afterwards. Every time he won, the nights became only more difficult, with even more players being thrown into this sick game.
And their only demand is my blood.
He couldn't do it anymore. He couldn't fight them. They broke his mind with their games and left only an empty shell. The man who arrived here was no more.
That's what you wanted, right? You wanted to see me tortured and broken. You wanted to see me scream, beg and cry for salvation. And even if I did, you would never release me.
His mind was empty, his senses dull. He couldn't think anymore nor defend himself. A nightmarish marionette was slowly manifesting in front of him. Its face was a black and white mask with sharp teeth and its torso was a black ribcage. He trembled as the animatronic screamed, stabbing his chest with one of its appendages.
''I-I-I AM THE FEARFUL REFLECT-ECTION OF WHAT YOU HAVE CR-CREA-ATED.''
The animatronic vanished as he fell over, screaming in agony. Blood gushed from the wound on his chest, his fingers trembling as he attempted to stop it.
''I hate you! Henry! Mike!''
He was shaking in fear as he felt his life being drained. He felt dizzy, his blurry vision turning black as he cried in anguish.
''Please… help me…'' he whimpered as the darkness embraced him once again.
