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Karli It always started off strange, but this was something much more strange, I didn't recognize anything in this room. Nothing at all, there were pictures all over the walls. Pictures of me… An ear in a mason jar on the shelf, fragments of some bone, different colored hairs… Black, red, and white… I walked through the room. It was disturbing, there were notes about me all over the room. I didn't recognize the set up at all. Who would collect all this information about me?

"Karli..?" a voice called, I recognized it but I could tell who it was. I was scared, and I hid from whoever was coming. It was Pop, he had a belt in his hand. I knew what that meant, I had to hide. I decided to hide behind the door as he searched through the room. "Come on out, I know you're in here." He said in a sing-song tune. I felt the knife in my hands, why did I have a knife? Where was I? The room got rather bright, it was blinding then became dark again I looked around. I was in a hall. I knew that… I think I was back in the main hall.

"Help!" I was a boy, there was a scream as four kids ran down the hall and stifled cries echoed in the halls.

"It'll all be over soon Mack. Don't you worry…" the voice morphed form Pop to Peter. I turned and looked into each room, in the hall. Until I got to very first Party Room. MacKenzie screamed out as his breaths slowed to nothing; suffocation, asphyxiation. I went to grab Peter, but as if I was paralyzed I stopped before I could touch him. Peter walked by me as if I wasn't even there.

"You sick son of a bitch!" I looked down at MacKenzie. I didn't know him well, but for some reason… I felt like part of me died with him. Once he left the room, I was able to move again. Tears brimmed, but this wasn't the time to cry and I left the room I heard footsteps for a moment and they stopped with…

"Oh, there you are." I could imagine the ear-to-ear grin on his face. I've seen it before. There was another scream.

"No! LET ME GO!" It was girl, I could take a guess as to who it was. I started off slow and checked each room again then ran to see him holding song at the end of the hall. "Shi-!" She was being choked now to make her silent.

"Funny… The first group didn't scream as much as you guys do." Peter chuckled and flicked the knife to the side then thrusted it into her side and over as various organs fell to the floor. He dropped her like a rag doll and moved on not giving a care in the world. "This isn't as fun as I thought it'd be." He sighed. I ran to her side putting the organs back in and putting pressure on the wound, but I was far too late. I couldn't help her, she looked at me with the saddest eyes. The begged the question: "WHY?"

"I-I'm so sorry…" I muttered, but "sorry" didn't change anything. "Sorry" never changed anything.

She was gone.

I wasn't fast enough, I picked up her body and sat it upright against the wall and kissed her forehead. There were footsteps again, but they were quicker and lighter.

"SONG?!" What a brave brother… I stood up and ran for him, hoping I'd get to him before Peter did. The footsteps echoed all at once. The footsteps stopped, but another kept going, until mine were the last. I was too fucking slow again! I felt the knife in my hands again and I threw it, it was going to be the only chance I got hit him before it would be too late. Peter knew it was coming though he turned and used Shirong as a human shield. He screamed in pain, it hit his spine.

"Oh, fuck…" I ran towards him but I was paralyzed again. "Fucking Christ, what do you want?! You've killed me and my friends! What do they have to do with any of this?!" I screamed at him.

"Oh nothing. This has to do with Abby now." He smirked and threw Shirong against the wall. The animatronics just watching, as the slaughter continued.

"What…?"

"Jensen was a traitor, and his line is rotten, but now that he's gone. I need to end it, just like how I had to end ours." He grinned.

"Fuck you!" I shouted at him, knowing it would do nothing but if he stabbed me a hundred times it wouldn't even come close to equaling the pain if he stabbed Bella or Abby.

"Y'know, I saw what you did, for them. MacKenzie when he was kidnapped, and when Luke broke his arm, you even removed the knife from your guts to save the bitch mentioned earlier." Who was Luke? "And just now with Song, oh you really care for anyone, don't you?" he twirled the knife between his fingers, I hoped he cut himself doing that. "Even when they're just as bad as you. Guess, the unrighteous stay together, don't they? Or what about that poor fool Jeremy? He's a coward, a shirk, yellow-bellied, a dastard. Do you think if he was in that room with you all those years ago… Do you think he'd protect you? He'd have run for his life, like he did tonight. Like he's probably done all his life." I looked down, the thought of him hitting me like that… and it took it out on Peter. I took it out on the wrong person, as much as Peter deserves it, he wasn't a wholesome man.

"It doesn't matter—!" I started.

"Oh, but it does." Was he trying to convince me of something? "You attempt to help those who will never do anything in return for you. Don't you remember who abandoned you after your death? Or while you were in it?" Adam, Arthur and Judi did. Foxy did nothing too, but he couldn't have known…

"Who was responsible for it?" I growled at him.

"Who abandoned you before you died?" Michael… left… to get help. "You keep trying to right your actions, of who to protect but all the while the only thing that happened was your rotting. Even your god-brother let you get blamed for his killings." Clark killed those animals and just let his mom blame me… "But who showed you mercy?" he continued.

"Please, show mercy…" everyone wanted freed but I wasn't going to get out, I just wanted to be dead now.

"You did…" I muttered.

"I did."

"Karli! Don't—" another voice intruded.

"Would you look at that…" I couldn't turn to see who it was.


Yuki: "What are you two doing here?" Bella and Abby just walked in.

"There was an alarm and we were coming here anyway, what's… OMIGOD!" Bella screamed at the sight of the animatronic and innards falling out from it.

"I thought I told you to take care of this, Jeremy!" Abby covered her wife's eyes. "Where is he?!"

"Not here." I replied bluntly. "Now you need to get out of here, right now." I pushed on her but she still didn't get the message. "Get the fuck out of here now!" I screamed, then she started moving. The machine looked up and saw the woman with the blond hair, Abby and its entire posture changed. Karli stopped punching it and stood still and it just moved past her. Not even giving a damn about her anymore, as if everything that just happened didn't matter… it had a new target. I stood in its way with the crowbar, but it wouldn't be enough, it smacked me to the side against the wall despite my attempt to hit its neck.

"There's no point…" I heard Karli mutter and walk away.

"H-Hey, wh-where are you…?!" I had to choose who to go after… fuck. I looked toward Fritz, then where the machine went, and where Karli went… I looked down at Fritz and slapped him. "WAKE UP." Not time to sugar coat anything. He woke up.

"Fucking 'ell." He mumbled.

"Get up, we have work to do."

"Hi." Another audio cue Fritz and I started walking toward it.

Mike: I sat quietly at the desk as I watched everyone depart, Nikki was looking over my shoulder.

"Wh-What just happened?" she asked, sounding like she was about to cry. Was she scared.

"Everyone has gone to take care of the thing…"

"But my dad ran…" Nikki muttered, her tone of fright or even of disappointment vanished and turned to one anger and frustration. As if she expected this from her father. I had to keep track of thing, switching from camera to camera. I found it but there was a sound by the door.

"Charlotte?" Nikki said as her friend walked in. It looked like she died her hair while they were out, she held a hatchet in her hand. "Charlotte?!" he tone became more worried as Charlotte stepped inside.

"I'm sorry, Nikki." A tear ran down her face as she threw the hatchet at Nikki. She missed but just barely. Nikki passed out.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" I dropped the tablet and held her tenderly. "What the fuck…?!" I went to look up at Charlotte but she hit me with the thrown hatchet. Only knocking me out too… What was going on?

Everything went black.

Jeremy: I stood outside the building, the sun had just set and a mist was setting in. I panted softly and looked back at the place, it wasn't on fire like I thought it was. I took a step forward and debated on walking back inside. But I didn't want to. Why should I risk my life anymore than I have? Nikki's a strong woman, she can make it out on her own. Fuck… I don't want to go back in. I'm… I'm not going back in. I sat on the ground, I wasn't going to do this anymore.

Bella: Abby held my wrist tightly and pulled me along the path, walking back and forth. She knew the way out, so why were we lost, she stared at the door.

"It locked us in." One of the arcade machines blocked the path of the door there was no way to get around it. "Fuck!" Abby yelled.

"H-Hey, calm down we c-can get out of this, we've d-done it before. We c-can do it a-again." I reassured her, "Everything's going to be fine." The thudding feet came closer, "Everything's going to be fine…" I held her closely. Please don't take her away…

Song: I parked outside. There was a man out there, panting heavily. What was going on inside?

"Hey, what's going on?" he looked at me briefly and frowned, and looked back down. What an asshole.

"MacKenzie, are you sure…" my twin started.

"I left a message earlier, and no body picked up. Abby and Bella are in danger," his chill tune didn't fit the scene.

"Alright." None of us had weapons, but we entered the building only to rescue anyone if they were in danger. For all we knew, this was just some sick joke, but Abby wasn't one for joking anymore, neither was Bella. Shirong opened the door and I immediately saw two figures on the ground in the office, one of them was a man who had a head injury and was bleeding slowly. Another was a teenage girl with no injuries. There were plastic parts on the ground, must've been from the shells of the old animatronics. What happened here? MacKenzie took one look and ran around the building looking for anyone else.

"Mack…!"

"Go, I got this." Shirong said, as he entered the office and attempted to awaken the two. I ran after MacKenzie, who was already on the opposite end of the building.

"Help!" I heard him call. Wh-What was in here with us…?

Peeta: What were you doing Karli? Why weren't you doing anything? Why are you just standing there in front of the Foxy head like an idiot?! DO SOMETHING!

Foxy: Why are ye lookin' at me like that matey? I'm if I let ye down. But I'm beggin' ye, ye have to be strong right now. Yer mates are goin' to die lass. Now isn't de time ta—

"Now is never the time." She muttered. "People die everyday… today isn't any different." The lass sighed. "I can't be your first mate anymore, I can't be strong anymore. I'm… I'm saying goodbye for the last time." Lass… "Is there, anything, anything at all, you'd like to say?"

"I, captain Foxy, will go down wit ye." The lass smiled at me.

"Good… I already planned on it." She held a lighter gingerly in her hands, then picking me off the wall despite being so short. "Goodbye Foxy." She left, I was with her, but she was gone.

"Goodbye, me first mate."


Jensen: "Would you look at that..." Peter looked back at me. Karli was looking at the ground, almost in a shut down mode. "It's my favorite co-worker, and back-stabber."

"Back-stabber?" The last time I was called that, was when my wife divorced me. "I'm the back-stabber? Peter, you used me, and your brothers to try and get away with murder. Same as your father."

"You knew what my father was like!"

"That doesn't give you the right to murder!" I said, attempting to stay calm. "Now I hear you're coming after my daughter in my place." I shook my head. "You're insane, I can't believe you. You can't blame everyone else, take responsibility for your actions." I approached him slowly. He lifted up his hand which held the knife, I kept moving.

"You don't know what my death was like..." Peter continued.

"I bet I can imagine." I don't think Peter saw the deaths in action. I was just a kid when I saw the spring locks fail. Damn, it was disturbing. "Did you ever think what anyone else's death was like?" I reminded him. "The workers who also died in that suit, all those kids..."

"I don't give a shit about them." he growled.

"Did you give shit about me?" I said gingerly, he probably did at some point, but he probably doesn't care anymore. He was quiet, the knife shook. "Peter, stop. This isn't going to change anything."

"You still picked them over me." he lowered the knife. "I was always the last picked, the least favorite, the forgotten one. 25 years, I broke out of jail and no one bothered to check the pizzeria until your daughter went to bring back the nightmare. You think I'll just accept being noticed as fucking animatronic. I'll bring back the truth and I'll kill whoever enters that place."

"So you're blaming this on..."

/Hey! Guess who's files got deleted! All of the files! ME! Yea, I had the next chapter prepared, along with this one but they got deleted mysteriously with everything on my computer account, so I had to make a new one. I had a few back up files, but this one was only half finished so I had to rewrite most of it. Sorry for the long wait... again. Thanks for reading.