ARGGGGG! If ye be faint at the mention of gore, best not read this. I don't care either ways. Now to get ready for when Mike arrives for his shift today.
There won't be any mercy for the landlubber.
All characters are owned by the great Scott Cawthon.
/ Dream /
Their cries pierce my ears, ringing through my brain. Ring ring. Ring ring. I can see the children walk up to Foxy. I try to call out to them but another Foxy covers my mouth before I can scream out to them.
"Hey kids," I can see that the children are apprehensive of Foxy's and her pirate-like accent, "you mateys won a special prize! Just come with ol' Foxy and claim your booty!"
The children seem worried but follow Foxy anyways. They cross the main room while everyone else is preoccupied in the arcade with the new guys. Everyone was there, Toy Chica, Toy Bonnie, Toy Freddy and elaMng. As Foxy led the children towards the backroom, she glanced up at the security and smiled, knowing that they were offline from her tampering. She knew they would come online any moment soon so he hurried along the kids to the backroom.
She opened the door, "Here we are mateys. Just head on in!" The room was barely dim and the only thing inside were the old Band charging with large wires in their backs. The four children walked inside with a bit of hesitation. Foxy walked inside and closed the door behind her.
"U-um Foxy," the little girl asked worriedly, "w-where's our prize?"
"Not to worry lads!" She reached up to the lightbulb and turned it off, filling the room with absolute darkness.
The two boys and two girls shrieked lightly when the light turned off. They couldn't see a thing and one of the boys whimpered.
"F-F-Foxy!? Where are you!?"
"Don't worry lads!" Her glowing and pulsing red eyes appeared out of the darkness of the room, "I'll make it all better."
The children couldn't shriek before Foxy ripped their throats out. She tore in easily into their innocent flesh. As Foxy finished killing the small girl, she giggled in delight at seeing so much blood flow out of their gashes in their skin. After all the children were dead, she dragged their bodies behind them and looked at the suits of Chica, Bonnie and Freddy. She dragged them over and one by one, stuffed them into the offline suits. As she pushed them into the suits, she could hear the satisfying crack of bone and was rewarded with an excess of blood that shot out from the suits. She stepped back and admired her work with a smile on her face.
She stretches outward, "Always hated kids."
She knew that someone would discover her work soon so she left quickly before anyone could see her. The cameras at this point would be online. She heard the cheers from down the hall in the arcade room and saw it as her opportunity. When the coast was clear, she sprinted at full speed across the main room, down the hall, into the security office.
She saw a small tv in the corner and played the video footage backwards until it got to the part of her leaving and running from the backroom. She grinned knowing that her deeds would go unpunished. She ejected the tape from the tv and jumped into the ceiling right before destroying the only other piece of evidence left of her crimes in the pizzeria. When she heard the woman scream from the back room, she laughed uncontrollably, holding her metal insides as she laughed and laughed at their despair. There was nothing left to hold her accountable for what she did to the children.
Except Jeremy's tablet.
/
I found myself in the dark Prize Room. There was nothing inside except for the Marionette's box. I went up to it and knocked. Nothing happened. I sighed and started to leave before I heard a voice come from the box. It was quiet but I could hear it.
"I'm sorry."
I stared at the box for a minute before I opened the door. I peeked out but retracted a little when I saw the whole gang of animatronics sitting in the main room. And I mean the whole gang. I could see the Old Freddy, Old Bonnie with his face cut off, and Old Chica. However, Old Chica was crying up a storm, Old Freddy had his head in his hands, and I couldn't tell what Old Bonnie was feeling. The three were talking to Toy Chica, Toy Freddy, Toy Bonnie, Balloon Boy, and nMelag.
"Why…No…I'm so sorry children…" Old Freddy said while he slumped in his chair.
"*sobbing* WHO COULD DO SUCH AN AWFUL THING TO US!?" Old Chica yelled out before going right back to crying and holding her head in her metal hands.
As for Old Bonnie, he was staring at his trembling hands. This had effectively destroyed the entire gang.
I couldn't take it anymore. I had to tell them who it was! But a hand grabbed me from behind and slammed me to ground. I groaned in pain and looked at my assailant. It was Foxy. I tried to yell for help but she covered my mouth with her and smiled at me. Foxy climbed on top of me and her placed her crotch on my mouth to prevent me from screaming out. I was now unable to talk with her pink pussy over my mouth. I tried to push her off but it was like trying to push a boulder. I could still hear the conversion and see the band a little from the crack in the doors.
"I'm really sorry guys. I'm sure the police can find out who did it." Toy Bonnie said.
"I sure hope so. Because who ever did this, I'm going to murder them." Old Freddy said with a menacing tone. He was sure to destroy whoever he thought killed the children. Only I knew who did it.
"Umm… Guys?" Everyone was staring at Toy Chica, "I don't mean to point any fingers but…do you suppose that…someone from inside did it?"
"What do you mean?" Old Freddy said curiously.
"Umm…Like…someone who works here? Maybe…a certain…night guard?" Toy Chica stated with extreme hesitation. She twiddled her metal thumbs while staring at her lap.
"You can't possibly be thinking that Jeremy did this?" Toy Freddy asked. He seemed as baffled as the rest of the gang.
"Yeah, he was in the arcade with us among the crowd. Right?" Mleang said.
"I didn't see him. I was too distracted beating one of the kids at air hockey." Toy Bonnie said.
"I didn't see him either but that doesn't mean he's the one responsible. We shouldn't accuse anyone without any evidence." Old Freddy said.
"Yeah, besides Jeremy wouldn't do this to us. He's always been so nice to us even if we're robots. He always plays 'The Game' with us without any objections. It seems wrong to say that he did such a thing to us." Old Chica said while wiping her eyes clean of any oil tears.
"Guys!" I recognized that voice. It was Foxy. Through the slit in the doors, I could see Foxy come from the backroom with something in her hand. She looked forlorn at whatever she had.
"What is it? Are you alright Foxy?" Old Freddy walked up to her.
She stuttered and kept stopping what she was trying to say. She then breathed inward and outward. She opened her hand.
"What is…" Old Freddy looked at the object in her hand. He picked it up. It was a tag. The tag said 'Fazbear Security' on it.
"I found it…behind some boxes... in the-. Oh no…I'm so sorry Freddy." Foxy said in a devastated tone. She started to cry before Toy Chica and Old Chica consoled her and sat her down in a chair. Old Freddy looked at the tag incredulously as well as the rest of the gang. Old Freddy closed his eyes and crumpled the tag under his iron grip. He looked mad. He looked beyond furious. He screamed before bringing his powerful fist through one of the tables.
"No…" EalMng said, "it can't be…"
"It's as clear as day." Old Freddy said. He growled while his body rumbled in anger. He was sure to explode in fury.
"He's…he's going to pay for this." Toy Freddy said just as mad as Old Freddy.
"Let's go everyone. Time to pay our 'friend' a visit." Old Freddy left the main room followed by the rest of the gang except for the still crying Foxy. Her sobs started to die down before they stopped completely. She looked around for anyone else before she smirked at the door the gang left through. She stood up and she listened. Then, the sound of Jeremy yelling for his life filled the pizzeria and brought a smile to her face. It was all a performance to convince the gang that Jeremy was the one behind the murders.
She must have swiped Jeremy's tag and placed it in the back room. She quietly chuckled knowing that she made Jeremy's life a living hell for the next two months until he quit. But there was something else she wanted to do.
She wanted to hurt those who entered the pizzeria. All of the kids who came in made her mad for some reason.
She wanted to kill another one.
/
"Argggg! I taught those bad men whose the true captain is!" Foxy said to the small gathering of cheering children. The kids were more than excited to hear Foxy's stories of overcoming tough opponents and even Blackbeard himself. The kids cheered while their parents stood nearby.
I could see Jeremy standing by to make sure nothing happened. He really didn't want to be here anymore since the past nights. One time Old Freddy nearly got in the office while Toy Bonnie and Toy Chica flanked him by the ducts. He was lucky when the clock rung 6am before they could kill him. Now, he's forced to take up the day shift for no extra pay.
When her show ended, Foxy was flanked by a crowd of small children all saying their own forms of "I love you Foxy." But out of the corner of my eye, I could see Jeremy leave the room to go check up on the other animatronics.
I remained in the room and continued to watch the kids swarm Foxy. After about a few minutes, the kids dispersed with their parents to another part of the restaurant.
But only a mother and her daughter stayed. I could hear their conversation.
"Let's go honey. I have to go to the bathroom and I don't want to leave you alone." The mother said.
"But Mom, I want to show Foxy my drawing! Pretty please?" The daughter begged.
"Erhh…Fine…I'm sure Foxy can take care of you until I get back. I'll be right back. Okay?" The mother kissed her daughter's head before quickly running out the room to the bathroom.
At the moment, Foxy was cleaning the deck of her fake pirate ship until she heard a girl call her name.
"Foxy! Foxy!"
She peered over the edge of her ship to see a little girl, no more than 9 years old, holding a picture in her hands.
"! Another little matey!" She jumped down from the ship and bent down to the little girl's level, "what that's you got? Is it for me?"
The little girl nodded and handed her the picture. It was crude drawing of Foxy holding a sword in the air like a captain. For a 9 year old girl, she was good at drawing.
"Shiver me timbers. This 'as to be the best drawing I've eva' seen. Good job little matey." Foxy praised the little girl. The girl jumped up and down in delight to see Foxy admire her drawing.
"I'm happy you like it Captain Foxy…Foxy?" The girl said.
Foxy wasn't talking. She was staring at her. I could see the gears shift as she observed the child closely.
"Foxy?...Foxy?"
"You…you remind me…of someone. Someone from a long time ago…"
"Is it…another pirate?" The girl asked nervously.
"No...no not a pirate. But another enemy of mine…"
Foxy slowed reached out her hand and softly grasped the girl's arm. The girl was nervous about how Foxy was acting. Her eyes never blinked but the only sound in the room was the sound of gears shifting inside of Foxy.
"Umm…Foxy? Can I go now?" The girl tried to get Foxy's hand off of her but no avail.
"You…you took him from me. Because of you…he ran…from me."
"What? Foxy, I want to go…now…"
"No…I let you live once. I lost him because of you. I lost him. All because of you. You. You. You." Foxy kept repeating those words over and over again. All the while her grip on the girl's arm became tighter.
"Foxy! Stop it, you're scaring me…" The girl was scared and kept trying to pry her off. Foxy was still repeating those words. You. You. You. Until she stopped. At this point, the girl was crying and yelling for her mom.
"I lost him. All because of you. You'll pay…with your life." Foxy stated as her eyes turned pitch black. She snarled at the girl causing her to scream at the top of her lungs. Foxy snapped and opened her mouth wide before clamping it down on the girl's head. Blood splattered on the floor as Foxy's sharp teeth dug into the girl's head easily, tearing through the skull into her frontal lobe. Then she heard a employee scream at what was happening. Foxy kept gnawing at the girl before she found herself being dragged back by some of the Band and some employees. It was by then Jeremy entered the room and gasped at what was happening.
Foxy struggled to get out of the Band's grip but was instantly restrained. The mother of the girl had just returned and screamed at the sight of her daughter lying dead on the floor with a pool of blood surrounding her. She rushed to her body and held her lifeless body in her hands. She started to sob until it grew into a full-blown cry.
"MY BABY! OH…MY...GOD! WHY!" She broke down in a storm of despair and placed her head on the no longer beating chest of her daughter.
"Ah- Ah-" Jeremy was at a loss. Denny called the cops shortly after and the entire pizzeria was closed in a matter of seconds.
The girl was put in an ambulance and driven to the nearest hospital in town. The police had already done their work and left the pizzeria. All the customers were gone and the janitors had finished cleaning up the blood and gore. The only people who remained were Denny, Jeremy and some of the technicians. Denny cleared his throat.
"Well…uh…this is…certainly the worst day for the pizzeria so far. I'm guessing that Foxy must have...sparked or malfunctioned or something. I guess we have no choice now…" Denny clasped his hands, "Well! I've decided. The Old Gang is too dangerous to have out during the day now. I move that we shut down the guys and…put them in a safe place."
"You're going to deactivate them boss?" One of the technicians said.
"Just for now. Until things start to pick up again. I doubt we're going to have any customers for…probably until the next year. But…I'm sure everything will be alright soon."
After that, Denny ordered the technicians and Jeremy to deactivate and move the Old Band to the Parts and Services Room. The suits were so heavy that it took multiple men to move a single one. The technicians were wheeling away the now deactivated Foxy while Jeremy watched at a distance. But as they were wheeling away Foxy, Jeremy could've sworn that Foxy grinned slightly as her body was taken away from the room.
So throughout the month, Jeremy faced off against the more infuriated Band of the new animatronics. Jeremy was nearly killed multiple times by Toy Chica and Toy Bonnie but was able to hold back the entire group. Until one night, Jeremy had an encounter with a familiar face.
Jeremy was flicking through the cameras on his tablet for a minute. Toy Chica was in the left vent but Jeremy managed to hold her off.
That was until he heard banging above him. He glanced up at the ceiling as the bangs got louder and closer to him. He jumped when one of the tiles popped open and swooping down was Foxy herself.
"You! But…we deactivated you!" Jeremy said to Foxy
"Heh. You think a flick of a switch is going to stop me? I've learned to turn on my body without the need of another." Foxy said in a arrogant tone. She was standing tall in front of Jeremy's desk and casted a shadow over his body.
"What are you doing here? What happened to your pirate accent?"
"You know…Jeremy…I don't like you."
"W-what?" Jeremy stepped back in confusion.
"You are as dumb as you are ugly. I honestly don't know why you aren't dead yet."
"So you came here to kill me?" Jeremy asked nervously.
"No no, I don't want to get your filthy human blood on my fur. I've already had to clean so much in the past month."
"Wait…what?"
"Still haven't figured it out? Wow, you really are as brainless as the Band. And they don't even have brains. I guess that's why I was able to convince them that you killed the children and to chase after you."
Jeremy was dumbfounded. He had put the pieces together.
"You…. did this? You convinced them…that I was a killer?"
"Mhmm, glad you figured it out."
"…You killed them." Jeremy said, "you killed the children."
"Right again! See, you're learning."
"And…the little girl? That was all you?"
"Yup."
"You…you monster!" Jeremy was aggravated, "you cold heartless monster!"
"Call me whatever you want. Soon enough…you'll be dead. Bye bye Jeremy." Foxy leapt into the ceiling and closed the tile.
Jeremy sensed a presence. He turned on his flashlight and there down the hallway was Toy Freddy.
"Freddy? Freddy look! I'm not the killer!"
"Quiet you murderous scum. Prepare to die." Toy Freddy charged at Jeremy. Jeremy yelled.
After surviving the onslaught of the Band's constant attacks, Jeremy eventually quit. Denny was sad to see him go since the pizzeria had actually picked up a few more brave customers. Jeremy packed up his stuff and while no one was looking swiped the tablet from the storage.
He walked away from the pizzeria, his legs feeling like they were full of lead. He got in his car and put his stuff in the passenger side. He sighed and started up the engine. But before he drove away, he looked up at the sign of the Freddy Fazbear Pizzeria.
"Someday Foxy…I'll get you back…for the hell you put me through. After all you've done to me…to the kids…I'll make sure you end up in the dump as nothing more than pieces of scrap metal."
As Jeremy pulled away from the pizzeria, a smiling Foxy on the roof of the pizzeria watched his car move down the street into the horizon.
Denny still needed someone to watch over the place after hours so he quickly put up an ad for the position of a night guard. Now, he could only wait.
Denny was in his office looking through some documents until he heard his door click open. In walked in was a technician and the original programmer for the entire Band.
"What can I do for you gents?" Denny asked before setting his papers on the desk.
"Well," said the programmer, "I think I finally fixed the problem with the code with Foxy."
"Really?"
"Yes, I'm sure that Foxy will be able to perform again without any problems this time."
"Great! Some of the kids are always asking where Foxy had gone. I'm sure that they'll be excited to see her again." Denny stated with a smile on his face.
"Uh…Boss?" The technician asked.
"Yes?"
"I still need to make some adjustment to Foxy. Her suit is heavily corroded and damaged. As well as that lMgane animatronic of yours."
"Fine. Just make the repairs to the two in the Kid's Cove. Be sure to block off the area with a curtain or something."
"Alright boss. Come on, grab the cart and let's wheel Foxy over to the Cove." The tech. And the programmer left and moved Foxy from the Parts and Services Room over to Kid's Cove. There they put up a large purple curtain and a sign that says 'Out of Order'. The technician made the necessary repairs to Foxy and ganMel suits for the next week.
/ Toy Bonnie POV /
Ever since Jeremy left, business has picked up a little. I could hear a small group of children running around the place from behind the stage's curtain. I decided to poke out my head a little. From here onstage, I could parents sitting down in the chairs, bored out of their minds as their children ran around screaming and shouting. I shifted my gaze over to Kid's Cove and saw the curtains pull apart and out went was the technician who works on us and another person. The two left the pizzeria shortly after.
But as I looked over at Kid's Cove, I could see the curtains shift a little. I heard the bell ring, meaning a new customer walked into the pizzeria. When the bell rung, I could see a small red eye pop out from the crack in the curtains. But the eye soon retreated back behind the curtains. The eye was always focusing on the customer who entered. I had known at this point that Foxy was starting to work again but I didn't want to mention it to (Toy) Chica or Freddy.
Right now (Toy) Freddy was checking to see if his mic was working right while (Toy) Chica was testing out her voice even though she didn't see to. I was already done tuning my guitar and was waiting for our time. I went back to peering out the curtains. I saw the curtains continue to shift and Foxy's eye poke out every time she heard the bell ring. Then, the bell rung one more time. Foxy's eye poked out from the curtains across the room. But it didn't go back when she focused on the new customer. I looked over too at the entrance.
Standing there was a short kid with plain clothing. He looked like some of the teens who would come in here because their parents forced them to be here with their siblings. He looked a bit skinny. I looked back at Foxy in Kid's Cove. She still was looking at the teen. But her eye was glowing red and her pupil was shaking as she stared intently at the kid.
Just then, the lights on the stage turned on. I pulled my head back and stood at my spot.
"Here we go." I heard (Toy) Freddy say next to me. I picked up my guitar and watched as the curtains rose from the ground.
As the curtains raised, I heard the rumbles of children running to the stage to watch us perform. I saw a crowd of children close to the stage, their faces showing excitement and anticipation. Even the teen was looking at us. I quickly glanced over at Kid's Cove. Foxy was still looking directly at the teen. I could hardly hear (Toy) Chica's voice as I continued to stare at Foxy's glowing and pulsing red eye.
"…Hit it Bonnie!"
I blinked and realized what I was doing. I started playing a tune as Chica and Freddy sang alongside with me. But I was hardly focused on playing. The teen walked away towards our owner's office, Denny. I looked at Foxy. Her gaze followed the teen as he walked to the office. I thought it was weird how Foxy was observing the teen.
/ Denny POV /
I was at a loss. Ever since the events that happened over the last two months, I had taken up drinking. I put the bottle of vodka under my desk and went back to my piling stacks of papers. We have been getting some customers back ever since I announced that the Old Band was deactivated but we were still struggling to break even. If I lose anymore of The Band, I'll have to close the pizzeria for good.
And I haven't gotten a single person to become the night guard. I've had to spend some nights just watching the damn robots while my aunt took care of my daughter for me.
Just then, I heard the door click open. In walked in, a small teen. He was asking to become the new night guard.
/
After telling the new night guard Mike to come in before midnight for his shift, I went back to my office to continue my paperwork. I was happy that someone finally accepted the job so I wouldn't have to spend another night in the pizzeria.
I closed the place at 10 pm but would return soon to greet the new night guard. I escorted the customers out the pizzeria even though some of the kids were kicking and screaming at their parents to let them stay. I got in my car and left to see my daughter at home.
After a twenty minute drive, I arrived at my two story home and unlocked the door. When I did, I heard my daughter call me.
"Daddy!" My 5 year old daughter, Alicia ran up to me and hugged my legs.
"Hi Honey." I said to her.
"Hey Denny." My aunt said.
"She wasn't any trouble was she?"
"No not at all. I was just helping with her homework. Why are you home so early today?"
"I found someone to work the night shift for today. I won't be here long. I have to go back to greet him."
"Oh okay. I'll just be on my way then."
"Thank you for all your help." I said to my aunt on her way out the door.
I heard my daughter yawn and I chuckled.
"You sleepy my princess?" She nodded and I picked her up. I brought her to her room, filled with pink furniture and toys. I placed her on her bed and tucked her in. I kissed her on the forehead and silently left the room. I sat down on my couch and turned on the tv. I checked my watch. 10:45 pm. I still a lot of time to waste. As I watched different animals appear on my screen, I heard footsteps come from upstairs. I paused the tv and listened intently.
Creak…creak…creak…
…
SMASH!
I jumped up in surprise at the sound of a window smashing and leapt up from the couch. I ran up the stairs as quick as I could.
"DADDY!"
My daughter! I burst through the door to see my daughter being held by a figure standing in the window. In the light of the moon, I saw who it was. It was a fox. A familiar fox.
"Foxy!?" I said in disbelief.
"DADDY! HELP ME!" My daughter screamed in the fox's arms. I couldn't believe it.
"LET GO OF MY DAUGHTER!" I yelled at her.
She smiled at me, allowing me to see her sharp, menacing teeth gleaming in the moonlight before leaping from the window onto the ground. She then sprinted down the road at unbelievable speed as my daughter's screaming faded into the distance.
"No, no, no, no!" I ran from the room down to outside. I got in my car and struggled to put my keys in the ignition. The tires screeched as I drove down the road. I turned down several roads trying to get to the pizzeria in time before Foxy could do anything to my daughter.
I pulled up to the pizzeria and got out of my car. I ran to the entrance and saw that the door was already open. I pushed open the doors and ran into the dark pizzeria. I was in the main room. The Band was offline and standing still on stage, waiting until midnight when they would come online to make sure their servers don't lock up.
"FOXY! SHOW YOURSELF!" I yelled out into the empty pizzeria.
"You rang? *giggle*" I heard.
I turned around on a heel to see Foxy standing behind me with a sickening, innocent smile.
"Where. Is. My. Daughter." I asked her with fury rising in my throat.
"Somewhere safe." She said with a smug grin. She tapped her chin with her hook, "I wonder where though."
"Give her back!" I yelled at her.
"Not a chance. Not until you follow my demands." She said. She started to circle me like a predator waiting to strike on its prey.
"Why should I?"
"Otherwise…I'll kill your daughter."
My eyes went wide as saucers. I shook in fear while my legs felt as heavy as lead. My heart dropped at what she said.
"No, please! Don't do that!" I begged of her.
"I won't as long as obey like a good little puppet." She lightly tapped my nose with her hook, causing me to gulp in fear.
"What's it going to be…Denny?" Foxy said while still circling around me.
I didn't want to. But she was holding my daughter hostage. I have no choice. I nodded, making Foxy squeal in glee.
"Ok. I want to make sure of something."
"Of what?" I gulped again, anticipating her answer.
"I want you to make sure that that new employee of yours doesn't leave."
"What? Mike?" I was confused.
"Yes Mike. OooOhhh" Foxy shivered in delight when she said Mike's name. I was baffled.
"You see Denny. 'be known about Mike for quite a while now ever since he was a kid. And I want him all to myself."
"What? Are you going hurt him?" I asked.
"No, only if he decides to reject my advances. I'm going to make sure that he feels an ultimate pleasure he won't soon forget."
"Huh? No, you can't hurt my employee! I won't let you."
Foxy then out her hook up to my neck, "You will. Or I'll hurt you're little girl. You don't want that now do you?"
I gulped, "No, no. Please."
"Good. I should get ready then for him to arrive. And don't worry about your little girl. I'll make sure she's fed and protected." Foxy walked back and leapt into the ceiling. She looked down at me from the ceiling, "Bye bye Denny."
I sighed outward and started to cry. I sat down in one of the chairs and wept into my hands. Now, with the possibility of my daughter dying at the hands of Foxy, an innocent teen might lose his life. I stopped crying when I heard a car pull up into the pizzeria parking lot. I checked the time.
I stood up. It was time. I could only dread what was about to befall Mike.
/
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I'm sorry Mike."
/ Mike's POV /
A voice in the distance was calling my name. It was distorted and faded out. But it got closer and closer.
"Mike…Mike!... MIKE!"
I screamed as I awoke. Standing over me was Jeremy. I looked around me. My apartment was trashed as though a tornado had passed through. My hands hurt and were bleeding. Cuts were all over my clothes and my legs and my arms. In a corner, I saw a pile of empty beer bottles. I turned my head sideways and emptied my stomach of the bile. I was in a lot of pain.
"Jesus Christ Mike. What happened to you! I came in and I saw you passed out on the floor and your whole place was destroyed."
"I…I don't know. I think I…was drinking and I…just spazed out."
"Dude…aren't you a teen? You can't be drinking."
"I know…owwww." My head was throbbing, "But…it's been so rough. I couldn't take all the voices in my head anymore."
"Come on Mike." He grabbed my arm and helped me up on my feet, "I'm still so sorry that this happened to you. But now, we've got what we need. Look."
He had something in his hand. It was small but I couldn't tell.
"This…is a UBS flash drive. I guess the programmer was a bit more advanced than I thought. I didn't know these existed."
"Ok…but…how is this going to stop…Foxy?"
"This contains a kill code that will stop Foxy forever. We put this in her and she's done for."
"Really? That's great!"
"I know but now, we have to go to my place. I have a plan. One that ensures that we take out Foxy for good."
"Ok…but…why don't we just go now to the pizzeria and kill her?"
"Mike, she's a free spirit now. She can probably kill us before we kill her. Besides, we still need to find out where Denny's daughter is. That's why we need a plan first.
"Ok, ok. Fine. Let's go to your place then. I'm excited to finally get rid of her. No more nightmares and no more Foxy."
"I'm excited too Mike. Now, let's go." Jeremy and I left my apartment and got into my car. I pulled away from the apartment complex and drove down the road to Jeremy's home.
I've never felt more elated in my life. I was ready. I would finally be able to avenge those who fell at Foxy's hands. All those who suffered. All those innocent people. All because Foxy wanted me all too herself. They would have their revenge soon.
I have no doubt in my mind that Foxy will be merciless when we arrive. But we only have one shot. As I sit in the passenger seat of Mike's car, I hold in my hands the only chance we got to eliminate Foxy. One flash drive.
Oh god, what are we going to do? Thank you for supporting this story throughout its time. I personally thank each one of you for helping us along,
And mostly, have a nice day.
/
My buddy. I'm sorry about what happened. Hope everything goes well for you. You helped me through some troubling times. I thank you.