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"Brother
it happened.
It was all on the news.
I know you have a TV in here with you, did you know about it?
A worker.
A worker did it.
He killed the children.
They couldn't find the bodies.
They couldn't find the culprit.
There was only a tiny FazBear hat.
They closed it down.
This has gone on long enough.
Too much violence.
I think it's all because of what I did.
I'M SURE IT WAS ALL A PRANK TO BE ON TV GO TO BED"
The brother had enough. He stopped himself. Stopped himself right inside that magenta room he hated. There was a note.
"I WIlL SaVe TheM."
Flashes shone around in the boy's mind. A room, no, a back closet, maybe a dressing room. A man dressed in purple. Putting the other one in a suit. Not a child, but practice.
This had to stop. His brother was gone too, he heard. He drifted. The boy wavered. He wasn't letting this be the end.
.
.
.
Flatline.