Wowza, it's almost been a year since the last update… Oops? I've been pretty darn busy but uh… here is a new one to whoever is still with me I guess. Sorrys.

Tap the camera name, show it's feed. Easy enough I suppose. Two other buttons, one changes to the vent cams and the other plays audio. Why it would need to do that, I have no idea. Alright, should be simple enough. I just need to find Gerry anyway, couldn't have gone far… Keep it up with the optimism, Troy…

Wow, I never realised how piss-poor these cameras were until now. It takes about a second for the feed to clear up, even then it's barely enough. No wonder he couldn't find the big guy. Then again, I shouldn't really expect much from a building that is made up of decades old bullshit from another. Ah shit, there goes the optimism.

After a few minutes of eye straining, I think I finally see something in the camera I will now refer to as 'the bonnie hallway'. Springtrap walks out from the foxy head room casually, not even looking at the camera like he usually does. At least I found him I guess… Wait, there's something else. A figure emerges from the same room as if to follow him… It's Gerry! The hell is he doing? He appears to be hunched over slightly, looks a little dazed too. Bastard must be messing with him.

I need to stop this, but I'm still not strong enough to get up. Shit, if I don't do something now then it might be over for him. What to do… Wait, maybe the audio thing will snap him out of it. Damn, worth a try. I switch over to the next camera, both Springtrap and Gerry in view, and press the audio button. The area suddenly plays a child's laughter for some reason. The hell even was that?

For a second it looked as if nothing happened, at least to Gerry. I noticed that the second the sound played, Springtrap suddenly stopped and looked around the room almost robotically. Hm, maybe my idea worked, just not exactly the way I thought it would. Let's try something else…

I switch to a different camera, one slightly further than the previous, and play the sound again. I wait a few seconds and sure enough here he comes. Interesting, looks like maybe some animatronic instincts might still be in there, huh? What exactly have you created, William?

Gerry noticeably didn't follow this time around, so I switch back to the previous camera to see what he's up to. He appears to be on his hands and knees, poor guy must've been through one of those little mindfuck 'journeys'. I gotta give him more time to recover, shouldn't be a problem with this newfound exploit.

I continued messing with Frankenbunny while checking in on Gerry every so often. Wow, he's certainly a lot less threatening now. Gerry really should be done by now, they aren't usually that bad. Well, unless it causes you to forcibly bash your head against a wall, but he seemed uninjured. Switching back to Gerry's camera, everything suddenly feels wrong. Is he trying to pry his way back into my head yet again? Maybe, but this felt different. Weirder than the typical weird, I felt the same way when Mangle… appeared.

I noticed the camera feed was different. Different as in something was completely obscuring the camera. It looked like that weird balloon kid from the underground location, but eyeless and burned. Why is he a part of this? I totally forgot he was even there.

Mere seconds passed before the video feed died completely, requiring a reboot. I did as such, but just as I pressed the button, Gerry's horrified screams echoed through the halls. That certainly can't be good.

Fuck it, I won't sit here and let him die. I've had enough recovery time. I force myself out of the almost-comfortable chair and rush towards his location. Please don't die on me, Ger. I'd like to make it out of here with another person this time.

I stumble around the corner only to find him lying on the floor completely conscious. He looked broken.

Troy: "Gerry! Gerry c'mon, get up. I'm sure you saw somethin' awful, but we can discuss it where the rabbit is NOT."

He slowly and shakily rises to his feet. We can't take it easy right now, it's too dangerous out here.

Guard: "T… Troy?"

His voice trembled just like his body.

Troy: "Yea yea hi, look I'm sorry buddy but we gotta go right-the-fuck now. C'mere!"

I bring his arm around me and begin to push him with me. He seems all sorts of messed up, but I gotta get to the office before getting into this.

Guard: "Troy… W-wait… He…"

Troy: "Sorry Ger but it's gonna have to wait until we get to safety."

I can see the office window from here, we're almost there. Wonder if he noticed us? Might still be looking around for those sounds.

As we approach the corner, Springtrap walks right around it, blocking our path. Speak of the devil and he shall come…

Troy: "Great, the ugly troll blocks the bridge… The hell you even get here so fast?"

Guard: "The vents Troy… I tried to tell you… He used the vents."

Shit. I don't see an immediate way out of this one. He begins to approach, when the laughter plays from another room. He stops dead in his tracks, and turns to face the source of the sound. As he walks off, I get a clear view of the office. Nobody is inside. Better think about it later, gotta get in there.

We both shamble inside, I lay the guard on his chair and catch my breath. Wow, near-death experiences don't really seem to phase me as much anymore. How… Fun.

Guard: "Jeremy…"

He spoke up out of nowhere, catching me off guard.

Troy: "Uh… Sorry, what?"

Guard: "He… He told me my name."

Troy: "What, Willie? He said your name was Jeremy?"

Guard: "He just said the name but… I remember now. I'm Jeremy."

Huh, I guess 'Gerry' wasn't that far off after all.

Troy: "Huh, OK 'Jeremy', do you remember anything else?"

Jeremy: "I remember you. It must've been the day you disappeared, you were younger."

Troy: "What? You were that guy that yelled at me? No, that doesn't make sense. You should look way older than you do now. Hell, you don't look much older than me."

Jeremy: "That's true, but then why do I remember it so vividly?"

I shake my head, this doesn't add up at all. They wouldn't just show him some other guys memories, right?

A chime from the monitor plays, a very familiar chime. It must mean that it's finally 6am… Holy shit IT'S 6AM!

Troy: "Jeremy, check the clock, it's 6 right?"

Jeremy: "Uh… Yes, yes it is."

Troy: "Jeremy, you realise that we just survived this whole endeavour."

We look at each other and slowly smile to one another. We fucking did it.

Troy: "Jeremy, my friend, let's get the hell out of this hell hole!"

Jeremy: "Yea, let's."

We rush towards the nearby exit like it's Christmas morning, I'm fully prepared to take the whole door down. I slam into it, but it doesn't open.

Troy: "Oh… Uh, maybe it's a pull."

I try to pull the door open. It doesn't move.

Troy: "... Huh. You got the keys?"

Jeremy: "No, these doors are automatic. They're supposed to be unlocked by now."

No matter what we did, the door would not open.

Troy: "Shit. Maybe we should try the other exit."

Springtrap: "Don't bother. Everything is sealed shut. He's smarter than I give him credit…"

We both snap around to find Springtrap peering in from the corner.

Troy: "The hell… isn't it past your bedtime? What are you even talking about?"

Springtrap: "A loose end I should have taken care of long ago…"

He walks off, leaving us surprisingly unharmed. Straight after this, a phone begins to ring. Jeremy walks back into the office and answers it, I follow him in. Maybe it's his boss, might be technical problems on their end. Oh hey, the optimism is back.

Jeremy: "Troy… It's… It's for you."

Troy: "For m…. What?

He holds the phone out for me to take, he looks worried, as am I. Why would this possibly be for me? It can't be good news. Slowly, I take the phone and bring it up to my head. I take a deep breath and ask…

Troy: "Hello? What is this?"

A familiar voice replies… It can't be…

Henry: "Hello again, Troy. I trust you remember who I am. I thought I told you to stay out of the way?"

Tune in next year for the next chapter! I might be joking, I might not, even I don't know at this point. What even is a Fazbear?