The Purple Hands
NOTES: This will be a spin-off from my Interview stories. It'll be about Purple Guy, on how he was created…and became who he is…
I'd also like to point out that the Purple Guy (Or Guy Kanes as he's called in my other stories) is not the same from FNAF 3 (or the past games for that matter but has some similarities), as we all know how it ends…but all will be explained soon…very soon…
This is just a teaser and a proper chapter will be uploaded at a later date.
It's the screams I love…it's the screams that I adore so, so much.
The perfect scream is when they are in pain…when their bones break and their flesh rip…and by God do they know it…they whimper, they cry…they struggle…but it's the screams…those…beautiful screams, it's like music to my ears…I can never get enough of it…that wonderful ecstasy…when they are getting crushed against the endo-skeleton, I pray they suffer…I pray pain comes slow before darkness fills their eyes… I watched my "father" kill two children…now, it's my turn…it's my turn to take a life…
This…is just the beginning…