Freddy laughed. This guard was gonna get it. If they killed one more guard, they'd be free. But Freddy started to think deeper. He realized all of the people he murdered, were Innocents. They had families and a life of their own.

Life.

Freddy repeated in his head.

He looked at the stage. Bonnie and Chica were on the hunt. Freddy looked at his blood stained paws. Tears started to form at the corners of his blue eyes. The images of the dead humans filled his head and controlled his thoughts until he couldn't take it anymore. He screamed out and sank to his knees. He held his head in his paws as he sobbed.

At the office

Grace spun around in her chair for what seemed like the hundredth time. But she wasn't board. In fact, she had just had the time of her life beating the shit out of the red phone.

Hehehehe.

She thought. Grace was satisfied. Then she heard a scream. It wasn't a normal scream, it was more like a cry for help. After that, she heard sobbing. She grabbed her bat and started for the stage, she'd see a lot from there. But what she saw next surprised her. She saw Frederick Fazbear, the mascot of Freddy's, on his knees crying. And she had no idea of what to do next.