A hollow thump from the corner of the room signaled the forthcoming of another entity in their midst. The appearance of Sammy soon after was expected by the three children who had grown used to his sudden arrivals, but the same could not be said for him. He stopped as he came into view, looking distastefully at them. "Oh. You're here."
"Sammy, what's going on here? Who're these guys?" Samantha demanded immediately. Sammy sighed in response, floating over to the side of the chubby, round boy, who was closest to him. The boy stepped away from him as he did.
"These are the other victims of our killer. He killed again last night, and I gave them life in these bodies as I did with you. Thanks for helping with that, Christopher, by the way." He turned his attention to the boy, startled at being called out. "You did a great job of getting deactivated by him."
"It wasn't my fault!" Christopher replied, suddenly defensive, despite only now remembering that was how the night had ended for him. "He came out of nowhere! Besides, I saw Michael as well, and I was trying to talk to him."
"Michael?" Sammy questioned. "You saw Michael out here? Are you sure?"
"Well, it looked like Fredbear but he was sitting down and didn't look so good, so I'm pretty sure it was him."
"Who's Michael?" Georgia interrupted, lost in the conversation between the two.
"My brother," Lilly said. "He looks like Fredbear, but he can't move. Sammy did something wrong when he brought him back to life." She shot a look at Sammy, who picked up on the slight hint of accusation in her tone.
"That was an accident," he said quickly. "And it was my first time doing something like that. But that's not the point. Where's Michael now? And Jack? Are they in the Parts room?"
Christopher shook his head. "I came out here to look for them and then we met these guys."
"How many of you are there?" The chubby boy asked disgruntedly.
The comment was enough to rile Christopher up from the passive state he was in. "You know, you never told us your name either."
"Josh," he snorted, staring into Christopher's eyes in defiance.
"Was Michael able to move that night when you murdered that group of innocent people?" Sammy said. The question was aimed at Lilly in response to her remark about Sammy's error, adding to the already high tension between the group.
"No," Lilly answered simply.
"Wait, you killed someone?" Sarah asked. She, along with Josh and Georgia, was struggling to keep up with the discussion.
"Oh, yes," Sammy said quickly, jumping at the chance to emphasise, the children possessing the older models' ruthlessness "Five innocent teenagers. They didn't even work here, and they still killed them."
"They could have been our killer, though!" Samantha insisted, stepping past Christopher and bumping into him obliviously, "Or, you know, one of them could have been..."
"They...wait. Don't you remember who killed you?" A spark of intrigue lit up in Sammy's eyes.
"No..." Samantha said, her eyes constantly shifting restlessly in their sockets. The other two confirmed it by shaking their heads.
"Why? Do you?" Christopher asked, squinting at Sammy.
"Oh...no. I just thought you all did." He nodded as he said it, as if content with that answer. Christopher, on the other hand, was not.
"But...last night, didn't you see him? You told me he was here."
"I did," Sammy affirmed, "But I didn't actually see him. It was dark, you know. I could just sort of make him out and since there were dead children in the pizzeria, I just sort of guessed that it was him. Anyway," He broke eye contact with Christopher before he could come up with more holes in his statement, "I'm going to kill the guard now. Since it could still be him. Or her. It could have been a her." With that, he had vanished into the darkness of the further parts of the room, the same way Jonothan had previously exited.
"He's acting suspicious," Christopher said. He was, for the most part, ignored, as more important issues sprang up following Sammy's exit.
"Did you really kill people?" Sarah inquired. "I mean...you didn't mean to, right?"
Lilly sighed, preparing to be judged by the other group of children, until Samantha answered the question for her, with a callous, "Yep. There were six of them, I think. We only got five." Lilly shot her daggers, which Samantha was ignorant to.
"We thought they could have been the ones who killed us. The only way we can be free now is to kill our killer," Lilly explained in an attempt to assuage the situation.
"Oh..." Sarah said shortly.
The discomfort among the three children possessing the new animatronics was no evident. There was a distinct questioning or apprehensive look in their eyes. None of them knew how to respond to children, just like them, claiming to have murdered five people. It was almost out of their scope of believability. Almost. Maybe that was what daunted them so much: the fact that despite how horrible it seemed, it wasn't impossible, considering what they'd been through in the past two days.
Just as the atmosphere began to grow so awkward that even Samantha was beginning to pick up on it, someone else entered the room. The quiet sound of footsteps informed them that it was not Sammy who'd entered. Sure enough, May wandered over to them, wringing her hands, and gasped as the older animatronics came into view.
"Oh, there you are, May," Georgia said, eagerly focusing on something else.
May continued to stare at the decayed animatronics. She offered a shaky wave, hoping they were as friendly as the Jack, the other Bonnie-until he killed the night guard, at least. "Hi."
"Hi! I'm Sam," Samantha greeted, walking up to her. Her friendly composure was mostly counter-acted by her intimidating appearance, causing May to shrink back. "I-I'm May..."
Satisfied, Samantha turned to the other new children in her usual over-friendly attitude. "I don't know any of you either. I'm Sam!"
As Samantha introduced herself to the other children, and vice versa (with some reluctance from their end), yet another presence made themselves aware from their clanking footsteps. Jack stomped over to the group.
"Where were you?" Christopher questioned. "And where's Michael?"
"Killing the guard," Jack said passingly. "But I kinda scared that girl that's the new Bonnie." He pointed a thumb at May, who was now sticking very close to her friends. He glanced over to Samantha, who was chatting earnestly to the other shiny animatronics. "Those are the other new guys, right?"
"Yeah, but where's Michael?" Christopher asked again, unwilling to catch Jack up on everything.
"Why would I know?" Jack snapped, irritated at being questioned so suddenly. "He was gone when I woke up."
"Gone?" Lilly said. "He can't even move!"
Jack lifted his shoulder-pieces in an imitation shrug. "He's gotta be around here somewhere. It's not like he could have gone far."
Sammy's reappearance to the Dining Are, accompanied by Jonothan, went unnoticed among the hustle and bustle in the room. "Alright, everyone," he said, just loudly enough to be heard over the others' voices, "The sun's coming up and since the night guard's already dead, everyone should get back to their places. We don't want them to suspect us of killing him." Sammy returned to the Prize Corner, and dropped himself into the open music box, looking out of it expectantly, until the crowd dispersed. The decrepit animatronics trudged back to the Parts & Service Room, slumping down on the floor and against the walls, and the shiny models returned the the stage, where they awaited until the day began anew.