Lefty opens her eyes to see herself in a dark room lit by red and blue strobe lights. She sits up and realizes that she isn't on her stage. She looks down to see herself sitting on a well-cushioned chair, built in a 135-degree angle.

She also takes a notice that her body is covered with a black dress that somehow makes her look just as slim as she is bared.

A V-shape of her chest area making a portion of her breasts visible to anyone's eyes. She looks around in confusion of what is happening. There doesn't seem to be any doors or openings to leave the room, that she could see.

However, when she raises her hand and touches her head, her one eye widen when she feels that her once hairless head is now covered with short, black, silky hair that she could easily run her fingers through. Her mind is competing itself with delight and confusion. She just wonders if Fredbear could ever like it.

That is when she hears a heavy footstep coming her direction. From where the strobe lights could show, she could barely see the person. The blue and red lights make it very difficult for her to comprehend on what color the skin is. Suddenly, another foot steps forward. And the previous foot steps forward shortly.

She looks up to observe every part of the creature's body until she could see her face. The smiling I am a Tronic that stands before her is who she recognizes as Fredbear. Except, looking war-torn yet still young. Scars visible on some areas of her chest and even one across her left eye. Her hands seeming to have dipped in blood for some time.

Nevertheless, Fredbear still smiles sweetly at her. And Lefty smiles shortly after, knowing that Fredbear has come back. By then, her heart beats in a fast pace. Her lover finally returned from a day of fighting and slaughtering, apparently.

"Fredbear." She said in the sweetest tone, "You came back!"

Fredbear takes slow steps towards her. When he is at least a few inches away from her, she leans forward and licks his claws clean. He then uses a claw to gently push her chin to make her eyes meet his. This makes her cheeks blush and her heart melt by the savage yet romantic gesture.

"Like I could stay away?" He whispers.

"I thought when you left, I would never see you again."

Fredbear still bears that sweet smile as he slides his claws behind her head and cups her nape. By then, she relaxes her head back and watches his reptilian lipss gently brush against hers, locking them into a deep kiss. She arches her back when she feels his other hand laying on the middle of her spine. Fredbear slowly pulls away from their kiss and stares into the deep voids that are her eyes.

"I will always come back for you, Mari." He whispers, "I love you."

"I love you, too." Mari whispers back, "Darling."

Fredbear leans forward to lay a single kiss on her forehead. He then looks into her eyes as he slides his clawed hand from her nape down to the right strap of her dress. He hooks the strap off of her shoulder with one claw and slowly pulls it down her arm.

With this action, he lets the half-revealed right breast expose itself fully. Never leaving Mari's gaze, the scarred beast gently rakes her flesh with his claws, making her quiver in anticipation before cupping the soft firmness of her flesh. Only between his fingers has he been able to put pressure on her violet areole and already erect nipple.

When he moves his fingers like scissors onto her awaiting bud, Mari tightly closes her lips to keep her moan in her throat. Her hands slowly clutch when she feels her lover torturing her as he traces her sensitive areole with his tongue. She raises a hand to cup her other breast, but she was stopped in her tracks when Fredbear quickly wraps his hands around her neck. Her eyes twitch when Fredbear gives her sensitive area one last lick before he opens his piercing eyes to her.

"Please don't do that." He said, "I want to make you feel pleasure myself."

Mari stares into his eyes, smiling. Somehow, he knows that she enjoys it when he's being the dominate one in making love. It fills her mind with excitement and it gives her curiosity of what he would have in store. She playfully changes her face into a sad, pouty expression as she gazes with him.

"I'm sorry, darling." She said, "I won't do it again. I promise."

Fredbear smiles, playfully raking her chin to remind her of who's in charge. He then looks down at where the bottom of her dress lies; where her legs are crossing. He shares a glance with her, and then pulls her dress across while Mari uncrosses her legs to reveal the outer walls of her entrance. Fredbear smirks when he realizes that her womanhood is completely exposed and dripping.

"Naughty girl." He whispers, "Are you always aroused by me?"

"Always." Mari whispers, breathing heavily by the arousal.

Fredbear raises a hand and moves a claw towards him, gesturing her to come to him. Mari happily yet slowly obliges, leaning forward and leaving her face close to his. She widens her eyes in excitement when Fredbear lifts a claw under her chin.

"Kiss me." He whispers, "Dance with my tongue as I claw your insides."

Mari nods before she brushes her lips against his. Her heart melts when their mouths slightly open and their tongues dance. Except now tongue acts as a snake as it wraps around hers. She moans when she feels her lover using a claw to playfully slit her opening. As if he's slitting one's throat. And finally, she feels his claw barely sliding through her tight passage. Her inner walls forcefully opened by the tip. She looks deep into his eyes before she closes them.

When she opens her eyes, all she sees is darkness. No Fredbear. No strobe lights. Nothing. When she raises her hands, she couldn't feel the hair she thought she had. She sits up and touches her right breast, which is covered by her bodysuit and hasn't been warmed by her lover's touch. She sighs when she realizes that she is still on her stage; the pizzeria just now free for her to roam. Even when she knew that Talon has returned, she still has a thought of confusion. What happened?

She rises to her feet while pushing the curtains out of way. Right then and there, she sees Kira standing in front of her, greeting her. Her smile provoking a warmth inside of her body. With a smile forming from her lips, she quickly wraps her arms around his waist. She unintentionally squeezes every blood vessel in her abdomen in her pure feeling of loneliness.

"I missed you so much." She said.

"It was only one day." Kira replies with a chuckle.

"I know. It just felt dead and lonely without you."

Kira looks down at her, touched. She wraps her arms around her in her own embrace. After what felt like an eternity, they both pull away and Kira lets Lefty step down out of her stage. They both turn to the hall and slowly walk together; side-by-side.

When Kira raises an eyebrow and looks down at her, she quickly turns away. Eventually, Lefty gathers the courage as she wraps her fingers into her hand.

"So, Kira…" She said.

"Yeah?" Kira replies.

"I had something happen during the day. I had some kind of… vision."

"Vision?"

Lefty turns her head to look through the Pirate Cove doorway, where she could see Rockstar Foxy talking with Molten Freya on her couch. She hesitates to talk to her best friend until they walk in the office. When Kira steps in and sits on the chair, Lefty closes the door behind her. She notices her expression of surprise before she steps forward closer to her.

"It started with me being in a room, wearing a dress and strobe lights lighting the room." She said,

"And then Fredbear were walking towards me. Warrior-like and with that sweet smile."

Kira raises her eyebrows a bit. This catches her attention and it suddenly makes her curious of what else is to be said from her. Because, for one thing, she never remembered Fredbear being like some middle aged, blood-thirsty warrior.

"Go on." She said.

"We were talking about how much we missed each other." Lefty replies, "And then we started to kiss and Fredbear started to touch me in the naughtiest of ways."

Kira smiles at her in both amusement and attraction. Now she knows what she was getting at. Apparently, there's some things that she doesn't even understand. She looks completely confused and shy as hell, but at least she's spilling her thoughts with her. Lefty closes her eyes for a moment before she continues.

"Me and Fredbear were playing a role of master and servant." She said, "And somehow… I liked it. And all of the sudden, I woke up and Fredbear weren't there anymore."

"I think you weren't having a vision." He explains, "I think you were having a dream."

"A dream?" Lefty asks, "What's a dream?"

"Well… let's say that a dream is like a vision. When you sleep, your mind starts sending you to your own special world. It makes you see and do things in that world that isn't real."

"So… my dream lets me see you more during the day?"

"Not always. Your dream usually randomizes and changes every time. It's that one thing that makes you always happy. Or suffer just the same."

Lefty only shares her gaze with understanding. While at the same time, she has a sense of confusion. Suffer? What does he mean by that? She fears that the answer would never come out as she hears Kira clearing her throat.

"So… You like Fredbear being the master, huh?" Kira asks with a smirk.

Lefty blushes as quickly as she looks away. She shouldn't have said that. In truth, she didn't know how she liked it. She didn't know why she liked it. However, she could never know that right now. She could never be sure.

"I don't know." She said, "I could always try it."

Molten Freya (humanoid form) sits on a bar stool while keeping her head on her hand, which has her elbow remaining on the bar top. She sighs in depression, couldn't stop thinking about Mike.

After he told her and Kira that he wouldn't want to do anything to them, she felt so ashamed and angry all at once. After she went dark and turned on the others like a wild animal, she felt only guilt.

When she checked on Mike, he was banging Kira just not too long after he said he didn't want it. She couldn't have the stronger sense to march up to him and just tell him that she loves him for who he is, only to have Kira come walking through the door and take her flame away.

She sighs as she keeps her small top hat on her head. In truth, she blames herself.

She turns to see Happy Frog and Orville in front of an arcade game, who merely play those games and kiss from time to time. She then turns to the camera viewing the bar room; right where she's at. She frowns when she decides that enough is enough. She gets off the stool and marches down the hallway slowly.

"So, I have a couple more questions." She said, "What do you mean by 'suffering'?"

Kira's eyes slide open. She looks at her, caught completely off guard. She remembered that she did mentioned something like that before.

"Well… what I meant by that is that people would have these darker versions of dreams." She answers,

"Nightmares. Basically made by everything you fear and it all seems to happen. The dreams of losing everything. Of losing those you love. Of the past that you would try to hide."

Lefty stops in her tracks, her hands freezing where they are. She stares at Kira's facial features, trying to read her. All she could mentally gather is the sad expression in his eyes and the sheer darkness that is barely hiding everything else. However, outside the office, Molten Freya leans her back against the doorway.

Her eyes are filled with great despair. After hearing from Kira, she knows exactly what she meant. Dreams are completely foreign to her, let alone having nightmares. But, nightmares do not just happen in a dream in the night. It happens in their memories. She remembers when she killed a night guard without her aware.

She remembers looking upon their suffocated corpse in horror. Even when she checked on the other night guards, she remembers the horror of their mutilated bodies. The night guards that none of them even killed. Even when the nightmare rarely comes, Molten Freya feels her own suffering.

"So…" Lefty reluctantly said, "How did you become…"

Kira narrows her eyes in growing anger; as if Mari triggered something in her mind. A lock in her soul that was forever hidden in darkness. Kira looks up at her, reading her surprised and nervous expressions, and then she looks down to her hands. A sigh of despair escapes from him as he closes his eyes, trying to keep away the nightmares. However, they wouldn't go away.

"All I could remember was that I was a trick by Funtime Cindy." She answers, "I started to change biologically. Anyway, that's what I was told. And these people that found me also told me that I was luck that I survived the scooper."

Kira growls for a moment. She mentally kicks out that feeling of hesitation before she looks down at her body; her hands, her arms and all.

"I have no memory of anything or any pain that was force me to endure of what they were doing to me. I slowly developed everything you see on me. The horror of it was that they intended that I would change. I just want to die!"

She looks at her best friend, who has a hand covering her open mouth in horror. The thought of someone she loves being through a lifetime of torture breaks her heart. Knowing that she is lost for words, she couldn't do anything but wait until she gathers enough will to continue.

"I did remember one thing. I remembered being in a cold hallway during the nights. A tall shadow looming upon me. A scarred rabbit that looked like it had a fate worse than death. The creature killing a man in cold blood. It made me thought that… I could do that. I could kill to escape. With the shadow of that rabbit watching me, I waited for a technician to come into the room. I bit into his throat, tearing it out even. And I escaped. I ran out of the building and far away as fast as I could."

Kira senses something nearby and turns her head to her left. The room light shows Molten Freya standing in the doorway. Her eyes widened and her body stiffed.

"The only thing was, I wanted to kill Cindy. Everything she did to me and every lie she told made me want to vomit. 'Calm down, child'. 'We only want to help you'. 'We don't want to hurt you'. Fuck her!"

Kira looks at Lefty and then at Molten Freya. Both are left speechless by the thoughts of Kira's painful backstory. She stares directly into Freya's blue eyes and slightly smiles.

"You think you girls are the only monsters in this building." She said, "But you're not."

Molten Freya's face slowly shows a saddened expression. Small tears roll down her cheeks despite everything else freezing in place. Lefty no different, imagining how horrible it must have been. Mari slowly leans forward and wraps her arms around Kira, hugging her tightly in her arms. Kira looks down at Mari, feeling warmth from her embrace.

"You're not a monster, Kira." Lefty whispers, "Funtime Cindy were. You are the sweetest person that I have ever met."

"How dare they hurt my darling." Molten Freya (Mangle's voice) whispers, "It would serve that bitch right if you just to get revenge of her."

Kira looks at Molten Freya before he raises a hand and cups her cheek. Freya quickly grabs onto it like it's her lifeline and kisses hire palm. They share a gaze for what felt like an eternity before Kira rolls her eyes.

"You girls are making me feel like I'm melting again." She said.

Both girls smile at her statement. Lefty nuzzles her head against her chest while Freya rubs a hand against her cheek.

"What do you expect, darling?" Molten Freya asks, "We love you."