CH 7

WHY CAN'T I STOP

The morning came with no joy, or any noise at all. To me it was just time. The lady that runs the cafeteria nearly had a heart attack when she saw me. I was placed in a storage crate and locked up in chains. I deserved it more than they knew. They had decided to repair Chica as fast as possible. I'm glad she wasn't permanently dead. All I could think of was the last thing I heard Chica think...

"Please don't hurt me." Those words ran through my head over and over. I thought I may feel something... regret?...sorrow? I just felt... nothing. When night fell I ripped myself out of the crate. I didn't want to. All I wanted was to rot in that box. I was still broken but I didn't care. My tail looked like a smashed turbine. I had no wish to be fixed. I was in Pirates Cove. Foxy was on the other side as far away as possible. He was scared and I was there wishing I could feel anything that would make me stop. I didn't feel anything but pain. The pain was never ending but I didn't care. It wasn't enough. My voice disobeyed me again. I wanted to say RUN! But all I was allowed to say was:

"Ahoy captain, are we ready to you wont escape ready to set sail." My voice sent shivers into both of us. Why did I sound like that. It wasn't... normal, even for being me. I wasn't paying attention and I realized I was charging at Foxy. I tried to close my eyes but my body refused to obey. I watched in horror as I was forced to rip Foxy to shreds. I left the cove dragging Foxy's severed head behind me. I could hear a voice in the back of my head. It was the demonic voice that left my mouth.

"It's me."

And for the first time in months a tear fell from my eye. I was walking towards backstage. My body was going to kill the rest of them and all I could do was watch. No matter what Freddy has done, no one deserved this. I didn't even have a soul. I wasn't like them. The only reason I lived was because of their intelligence. I would have just been a machine if it weren't for them, and they were going to die for it. It wasn't fair.

As I entered the dark room they all turned and stared at me. Chica's mind was racing with all forms of fear. Bonnie was terrified. But Freddy... something was off with his mind. He wasn't thinking as I thought he would. All I could think as I approached them was.

"Forgive me." That sound reverberated in my mind, and the minds of the others. I stopped moving all together. I was silent. My eyes felt... cold again. It was the cold I felt whenever the pain went away. I let loose one final chilling tear before collapsing.

It was dark, darker than anywhere I had ever been. Thats all I saw darkness. If this was death... I deserved nothing better.

When I woke up I had no arms or legs and most of my frame was being replaced. I was on a table being repaired. I looked over at pirates cove. Foxy was good as new. Finally that out of order sign was gone. I looked to the stage. Freddy and the rest of them were okay. I felt... different. All the information I could see... all the sounds. Gone... the pain was gone. But it was less than joyful...

"Did you fix his AI?" The owner was talking to the technician. I didn't feel any different when I thought except for the silence that had entered my mind.

"Yes, I left in the memory chip, but I removed the data we collected from the five other animatronics." What? Five animatronics? There were only four!