Trevor picked up his pants and put them back on, while Chica stood up and went to the bathroom. "I will meet you in the staff room. I need a minute to... collect myself." Trevor went to the staff room and sat on the empty couch.

"How was your safari Michael?" Trevor asked.

"Fine. I wouldn't go down to the basement if I was you. Its fucking crazy down there." Michael said to Trevor.

"How is Chica?" Bonnie asked.

"She's just cleaning up. She will be out in one minute. Lets turn the TV on." Trevor turned the TV on and they all watched TV until Chica came out. "Hey, baby. That was fun." Trevor said as Chica sat down on the couch next to him. Chica put her head on Trevor's shoulder. They watched TV until they all fell asleep, except Franklin. It was 4:00. Franklin stood up, and went to the kitchen to grab a cup of water, if they even had any. Franklin found an old mug, and filled it up with water, and sat up against the counter drinking it.

"God. What did I get my self into." He said, sighing. While he was on his last sip, he saw a figure appear in the doorway. "Hey. Who the fuck is there?"

Franklin was responded with an odd demonic laughing, and Franklin pulled out his pistol.

"Who the FUCK is there. I will Bust a cap in your ass so fast it would make your head spin!" The figure walked out of the darkness, and Franklin saw that it was... Freddy.

"Oh. Its you. Yo, dog. No hard feelings. I hope you are calmed down. Trevor can be a little irritable when it comes to his Canadian decent." Freddy didn't respond and just walked closer to Franklin. "Hey. Your scaring me, back off." Freddy lunged at Franklin. Franklin got a shot in Freddy, but it only stunned him. Freddy was choking Franklin. He slowly lost consciousness.

Franklin gasped for air. He threw up on the figure standing in front of him.

"Eyy, watch the shoes, you gangster prick. Aint you ever been choked before?" The person said.

"W-Who is it?" Franklin asked.

"Its just me. Michael. I got up to find you and I saw Freddy choking you. I kicked him in the back of the head. He wouldn't stay down so I kicked his head in a little. I think I killed him." Michael said.

"Oh, Fuck."