Natters McGear was 13 at the time of when she saw the bite of 83. It was the most gruesome and horrifying image she has ever seen since the explosion of her parents. Now this had to stop. She couldn't risk seeing another person die forever eyes. She called the ambulance to make sure the boys it was OK. Your blonde hair was in her face as she don't have the numbers for mechanical fingers. Tears in her eyes black as the oil running through her gears. Likely their ambulance came in time to rush the boy to the hospital.

" what were you thinking?!", Natters.

"I didn't mean too.", said the boy's brother.

The horrified look on his face, where is think of a time of when the Civil War broke out. She was 12 of the time. Surviving the explosions by the south, swear on conscience as she witnessed her own parents exploded into little pieces. She had the same horrified face as the boy.

The manager as well as horrified of the scene. After all, that was his own son. Natters then went into the back room to clear up her thoughts. After a few hours, it was closing time. All the employees and the manager went to clean up for the night and then leave. That is decided to stay behind. She was still in the back room. Fredbear then walked into the room to see if she was doing OK. She was curled up into a little ball. Natters was in a corner of the room. The Animatrix can't say much they can only make noises or repeat lines of their act. Luckily she could come out what he said. He tried to comfort her even though she was still upset about what happened that day. Maybe. Just maybe. She won't have to witness another horrifying scene again. But does she know that she will get to see this again in a few years.