Fritz's shift was finally over. The children and their parents were leaving the Pizzeria with wide smiles and bellies full of delicious pizza.

He took a deep breath and decided to check if all the animatronics were in place. Once he was certain that Toy Bonnie, Toy Chica, the Mangle and Toy Freddy were in place, he checked the withered animatronics hidden in the parts room. There were five animatronics he knew were supposed to be there, but instead he found just four, and a bare endoskeleton. Had someone taken one of the suits? He'd be fired for sure!

He decided it'd be worth finding the animatronic suit before telling Scotty. He looked around for any clues, and he found some. Hidden in the shadows were very faint footprints made of what looked like blood. He followed the direction they had come from before checking where they were going.

He reached a room he didn't think existed… He opened the door and what he saw made him vomit. Bodies. Bodies of children. The blood was absolutely everywhere, and the children had been ripped apart in many different ways.

"OH DEAR GOD!" Fritz screamed. The door closed behind him. He turned his head, and saw the night guard standing right behind him. The guard was usually wearing a more pinky-purple suit but instead he was wearing a purple suit just like Fritz. Well actually, he had just painted himself purple instead of taking another suit. The guard grinned, his painted clothes stained with the blood of the children.

"Fritz, my friend," the guard said laughing, "oh how could you?"

"What? Y-You did this!" Fritz said.

"Heh heh, just blaming it on the co-worker are you?" the guard asked him.

"I know you did it! Your clothes are covered in blood!" Fritz growled.

"But now yours are too."

It was true. The two nearly looked the exact same! If the guard had told anyone of his current description, then Fritz could end up being arrested. But, he decided that would be better than being chopped up by this lunatic!

"Tell me who you are!" Fritz demanded.

"I'm your co-worker Jeremy, but that isn't my real name," the guard said, " that's something you'll never know! HAHAHAHA!" (AN:I just want you guys to know that I do not completely believe Jeremy is the Purple guy, nor do I think Fritz did it. This is just a really good idea I got inspiration for.)

Fritz snarled, and sent a punch into 'Jeremy's' stomach, winding him.

Fritz ran out the door and hurried towards Scotty's office.

"Scotty! Hurry Jeremy-"

Scotty wasn't there. Fritz was alone in the Pizzeria, with a murderer on the loose. He found a phone on Scotty's desk and decided to call 911.

"I'm at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria, and someone's trying to kill me!" Fritz screamed into the phone.

"Calm down sir," the man on the other side of the phone told him, "there are men heading your way immediately-"

The phone stopped. Jeremy had cut the line and was standing right next to Fritz.

"But it's you they'll take away," he laughed.