"The girl will have severe memory loss for any events prior to what happened here. That animatronic did some bad damage to her."

"Will it be scrapped?"

"The management says they have wanted to scrap the old bear for years, but they never came to it. I'm sure this will be the nail in the coffin for it."

...

A quiet whirring sound is all could be he heard. Nothing else, just the peaceful, constant sound of Red's internals running. Red squints slightly, yet his eyes remained closed.

"Is he on...?"

"I think so."

Red's eyes open slowly, and the same colourful figures came into view in front of him, only there were two of them. A red figure, and a yellow figure. As Red's eyesight clears up, he sees that both of the figures were staring right at him, with an expression of curiosity. This reminded Red of Alex.

Alex.

...

"...Hello?"

The red animatronic said, his long, large jaw that was lined of teeth moved whilst he spoke.

Red's eyes averted to the animatronic. He was quite skinny, with a red body, a lighter colour of red took over his jaw and stomach. The animatronic tilts his head, making his ears move slightly. Red's eyes move to the yellow figure. This one was different, she was definitely a chicken, or a duck? The animatronic's purple eyes lit up her face, and her large, orange jaw accompanied a fatter body.

The red animatronic, which Red was still unsure which species of animal he was, reached out to touch Red's old, worn out suit. Red shifted out the animatronic's path, making it hesitate. Red wasn't sure about them, he hadn't seen a face for what felt like a long time.

"Hey, we won't hurt you." The chicken had spoken up, her voice was quiet. Red relaxed for a moment.

"What's your name?" The red animatronic asked him with a deeper voice.

Red stayed silent for a moment, he wasn't sure what was going on, he was certain that the company wouldn't have made any more animatronics with this 'think and feel' system.

"Red... my name is Red."

The animatronic stick his hand out in a gesture of friendliness. Red slowly grabs his hand, and he is hoisted up by the animatronic.

"I'm Jord-" The red animatronic hesitated. "I mean, Foxy, this here is Chica. Nice to meet you Red." Foxy looks at Chica and then back at Red.

Red just sits quiet for a moment as his hand is let go.

"You haven't been awake for a long time, right?" Chica asks Red.

Red sighs.

"I really don't know... I don't know the date before I was last awake anyway..."

Chica and Foxy look at each other, then back at Red.

"You're pretty brain dead aren't you?" Chica asks Red, to which he nods slowly. He shakes his head.

"I've fucked up... I've fucked up..." Red was repeating himself. Chica sat in front of him.

"Calm down Red, it's alright, there's nothing wrong..."

Red shook his head and held it.

"No no no no no, no! I've fucked up guys..." His expression was scared, he was confused.

Chica sat back as Red stared at the ground.

"Red, is there anything we can do for you?" Chica asked him.

Red just stared at the ground. He had calmed a little and looked up to Chica's purple eyes.

"No... no I'm okay..." Red spoke slowly and quietly.

Chica nodded, and slowly stood up. She walked to the door slowly, and opened it, Foxy followed closely behind. Red was left alone, to calm himself down.

"I don't want to be alive... I want to die. I don't want to be here anymore..." Red repeated to himself quietly.

...

Bonnie and Freddy were sat at the table, talking between themselves. Upon Foxy and Chica entering the room that they were sat in, they were silent, and waited for the pair to sit down.

"Is he awake?" Bonnie asked.

Chica nodded as she sat down. "He is up... he's confused though, and scared. He needs rest."

Freddy speaks up. "What's he like?"

"The lad didn't speak much... just repeated that he had messed up. Not sure what about though." Foxy replies to Freddy, staring at his hook which he held in his free hand.

"He simply needs time, I'll go and see him later." Chica says to the three others.

They nod.

"How long has it been now...?" Foxy speaks up.

"Since what happened...? Uhm, about two and a bit months." Freddy replies to Foxy.

"And they still have no idea what happened to us..." Bonnie says eerily, her ears low.

Foxy slammed his fist into the table, denting it. He stood up too and yelled in anger as he did it.

"DAMMIT!"

The three others look at him.

Bonnie speaks up ."Jordan, pleas-"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP! DON'T CALL ME THAT!" Foxy interrupts her aggressively, his fist clenched.

"Okay, Foxy, calm down... we will figure this all out and it'll be over in no time... we just have to be patient. What happened to your brother was an accident and was not your fault." Freddy stands and looks him right in the eyes.

"How many times have I told you not to talk about Cameron. HOW MANY FUCKING TIMES!" Foxy yells in frustration.

"YOU WILL LIVE WITH IT FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE FOXY! ... You'll learn how to... Just give it time..." Freddy tried to calm the angered fox.

Foxy scowls. Before walking off, talking as he goes.

"It wasn't an accident, and I don't understand how any of you can forgive me for what I did!"

None of the others tried to stop him from walking away, they knew it would only make him more angry.

Foxy went backstage, and took his anger out on the wall, slashing at it with his hook. Yelling with every stroke.

"CAMERON! I'M SORRY! I'M SORRY!" Foxy stopped, breathing heavily. He fell to his knees and broke down on the spot. Shaking his head and strange black tears coming from his eyes. He sobbed.

"Please..."

...

A nearby soul was watching.

Waiting.

He could hear the cries of the fox.

But felt little remorse.

In fact.

He was happy.

"Revenge came for me..."

...