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Hello guys, I'm back in action, which means that my exams are over WOOHOO!

Anyways, this story is probably going to end in a few chapters. I'm really happy that I can finally tell you guys about how to story is going to conclude soon, but I'm also kind of sad that this story is ending... By the way, I'm really sorry that this chapter may be slipshod, but recently, I've been feeling really burned out and tired from what's happening in school recently: projects, concerts, camps, and many more things to come.

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3rd Night: 12:00 AM

"Well, back in this place. Will Phillips ring me up tonight again?"

The phone rang and Christ answered it. However, much to his disappointment, it was just the male from the training cassette tapes.

"Uh, hello hello! Um, for today's lesson, we will be continuing our training on proper suit handling technique."

He groaned. He's not going to get any helpful advice to survive this place anymore? Well, technically, Phillips was more of a burden than anything... but at least it was a legit phone call which he could get some real replies from!

"When using an animatronic as a suit, please ensure that the animatronic parts are tightly compressed and fastened by the spring lock located around inside of the suit. It may take a few moments. Position your head and torso between these parts, in a
manner where you can move and speak. Try not to nudge or press against ANY of the spring locks inside the suit. Do not touch the spring lock at any time. Do not breathe on a spring lock, as moisture may loosen them, and cause them to break loose.
Incase that the spring lock comes loose while wearing the suit, please try to maneuver away from populated areas, before bleeding out, as to not ruin the customer experience."

"Before bleeding out?! What the heck?!" Christ wanted to shriek. How messed up can the pizzeria be?!

"As always, if there is ever an emergency, please go to the designated safe room. Every location is filled with 1 extra room that is not included in the digital map layout programmed for the animatronics or security systems. This room is hidden to customers
and animatronics, and is always off camera. As always, remember to smile, as you are the face of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza."

Click.

"Safe room? Could this be the one Mike was talking about?" Christ wondered.

However, it was when he started to hear the sounds of something metallic crashing on the tiled grounds from far away when he realised what he had to quickly do before something came in to take his life. Christ slammed open the camera panel and quickly
booped the audio button. Once he saw Spring Bonnie heading towards that room, he sighed in relief and switched to his phone.

No one knew this, but Christ was a technology expert. Earlier that day, he had actually installed an app to his phone which recorded whatever was going on in the camera panels with a tracking device on it. Why did he do this? It was simple - he wanted
to find the old animatronics, specifically, Chica.

"Okay, hey Freddy," Christ quickly greeted the Freddy suit as he headed his way outside. "Okay, so Freddy's just right outside my door..."

He didn't notice Freddy's eyes glow for a moment before they dimmed down again.

3rd Night: 1:00 AM

Quickly evading the green bunny animatronic which was in the other room, Christ stared at the Bonnie suit in shock, which eyes were blinking.

"H-Hey Bonnie, are you alright...?"

Everything still seemed normal at first. Christ sighed in relief, thinking that it was probably the crew which placed a blinking light in Bonnie's eye sockets to heighten the fear factor.

However, Christ nearly gave a loud screech when Bonnie's lifeless head suddenly snapped towards him.

"Holy crap, there really are spirits inside the suit...! Darn it, I shouldn't have just passed by the Freddy suit earlier..." Christ groaned in frustration as he quickly tapped the audio button to lead Spring Bonnie to another room before he went to the
audio recorder and placed his phone in front of Bonnie's mouth. Luna had told him that humans may not be able to hear the sounds of spirits, but an audio recording, for some reason, can do the trick.

After recording for a few moments, Christ pulled his phone away from the Bonnie suit and quietly listened to the recording just in case Spring Bonnie could hear it. There was nothing at first, until he heard a boy's voice cry out softly,

"Help us... save us... Please don't leave us... we're lonely..."

Christ gasped. However, at that moment, he could hear the metallic footsteps of Spring Bonnie coming back. Thinking quickly, Christ placed a hand on the shoulders of the Bonnie suit and smiled with determination, "I'll come back for you soon. I promise."

Then he quickly sped down the other side of the hallway, unaware of Spring Bonnie's gurgling voice echoing out for him.

"Help me..."

3rd Night: 1:30 AM

"I'm really trying, Foxy, but I need to understand the situation of this place before I can do anything!" Christ yelled exasperatedly as he continued to lure Spring Bonnie away from where he was. Christ was currently talking to the spirit inside Foxy,
but he wasn't really of any help.

"If you don't understand the situation, you don't need to help us," he snarled back, based on what Christ could hear from the audio recording.

He could only face-palm. The child inside Bonnie was crying, but at least he trusted him to save them. This kid, on the other hand...

"Don't you want to be freed?"

"... do you even know how to?"

"I have the help of a spirit medium, if that will comfort you. Her name's Luna Spyros."

Suddenly, the Foxy suit's head snapped towards him too, causing him to yelp in surprise.

"Did you say Luna Spyros...?"

"Y... yeah?"

"Luna, huh... then I guess it's fine for me to trust you, if she trusts you too. How is she right now?"

"Um... married to Mike Schmidt and settled down? I don't know... I just met her yesterday!"

"So she's really married to that security guard. Hm..."

Christ nodded. "So you trust me to help you guys? I need to get to my sis-I mean, Chica after speaking to you."

"Guess I'd have to, anyways. Oh, and by the way, Christ Delaney, am I correct?"

He looked back up at Foxy and asked, "What is it, Foxy?"

"I'm sure Cecilia would be happy to see her younger brother after so many years."

He wasn't sure, but he could've sworn he saw a smile on Foxy's snout. Seeing this, he smiled back.

"I do hope so. Thanks, Foxy."

As he got up and left towards where he knew the Chica head was, he side-stepped a pile of metal scraps on his way out, not realising that the unblinking blue eyes of a dismantled Lala the Diva was staring back at him.

3rd Night: 2:00 AM

This was it. Christ gulped as he set the audio record and placed it in front of the Chica head. Slowly, he retrieved his hand back and muttered quietly, "Sis... can you... can you hear me...?"

He didn't know why, but there was a strange emotion bubbling up inside him, a feeling unlike what he had experienced with the other kids' souls. Christ waited for a moment before he stopped the record and listened to it.

"Ch... Christy...? Is that you...?"

He gasped as the tears flooded into his eyes and he reached out a shaky hand to feel the dusty fabric of the suit's head. That familiar voice... it was definitely her!

"Y... you idiot... I told you not to call me that, didn't I? It's too girly-sounding..." he muttered softly between sniffs as he gingerly placed his forehead against the Chica head. "What happened? Why did this have to happen...?"

There was no answer, of course. Chica didn't have a voice box anymore, and Christ didn't turn the audio recorder on either. However, Christ saw the inside of her eye sockets begin to glow gently, as if she was attempting to comfort him. He could barely
even speak anymore as a mixture of emotions welled up inside of him. What was this feeling?

It was at that moment when Chica suddenly swerved her head towards him, her eyes glowing a hot white. Christ didn't even have to record to understand what she was trying to say. Those eyes he had seen in his nightmares were enough for him to know what
she was trying to convey.

"Run! Run! Run!"

Like a bolt, Christ dashed the other way when he heard the crashing of metal onto tiled marble grounds. He thought he was safe when a sudden thought came up to him, causing him to panic.

"How am I going to get back into the office?!"

Thinking quickly, Christ threw a vent panel open and crashed through it. The dust which had settled onto the grounds of the metal tunnel filled the air, causing him to choke and cough madly. His eyes burned and watered madly from the dust as he made a
mad crawl through the vents.

Popping his head out of the end of the tunnel, Christ took a large, deep breath of air which was stuffy, but still slightly fresher than whatever was inside the vent. He crawled out and dusted himself before dashing back into the office.

"Shit... It's only 3:00 AM... How does time fly so slowly?"

Christ sank back into his chair, but he tensed up once more when he saw a figure looming outside. With a microphone in hand, what looked like a burned Freddy Fazbear was lumbering past the window, causing the security guard to hitch his breath for a moment
until it disappeared.

"Okay, at least that weird thing's gone now-AAAAHHH!" Poor Christ yelled in terror once again when the monster popped up in front of his face. The red alarms blared loudly, signalling him to quickly reboot the ventilation system. He smashed the audio
button to divert Spring Bonnie's attention, then quickly turned to the maintenance panel to reboot.

"Why is everything going crazy tonight?!" Christ groaned as he ran his fingers through his dark brown hair.

Exhausted, he sighed. Christ didn't even know if he was going to be able to survive the night at this rate with little Spring Bonnie coming his way to... do whatever he wanted to do to him.

3rd Night: 5:00 AM

"Hey, I think we should leave the poor guy alone and stop giving him all those hallucinations..." a quiet male voice suddenly said in the wilderness outside.

A slightly younger voice whined, "Aw... I wanted to play with him!"

"We-We're kinda scaring him, though? I think we shouldn't disturb him on his job, lest he... you know..." a female voice stammered.

"... Hey, are you okay?" a male voice slightly deeper than the first whispered worriedly.

"I'm fine... it's just... it's been a long time, and I really want to go there and hug him and tell him I'm still here..." another female voice sniffed softly.

"... Hey, do you think Sister Luna's awake already?"

"Why did you ask?"

"I think... well, can't we ask her for help?"

The entire place went quiet except for a few footsteps shuffling in the grass.

4th Day: 6:00 AM

Hurriedly, Christ bolted out of the attraction, gasping for air. Pupils dilated, he stopped for a moment to catch his breath, the words from his sister still ringing in his ears, haunting his mind. He has gone back to converse with his sister, and had
asked her if she knew where her murderer had gone to.

"Stay away from the rabbit in green... stay away from the murderer... stay away from the man who killed us..."

How did he not realise that? Ever since then, Christ wanted to cry in anger and frustration whenever he saw Spring Bonnie. It was then when he realised what happened to Damno Spyros - he was crushed inside the Spring Bonnie suit.

Slowly, Christ realised that he wasn't breathing so deeply from running. It was from rage. Grabbing a rock on the ground, he threw it across the road as he screamed, hot, painful tears streaking down his face,

"SERVES YOU RIGHT, YOU MURDERER!"

4th Day: 6:30 AM

The Spring Bonnie animatronic thumped down onto the floor, the light in his eyes starting to dim down. Known as Springtrap by some of the crew of Fazbear's Fright, the bunny sat down, his head in his hands.

He hated being here. He had wanted to suicide when he triggered the spring locks to spring back into place because he wanted to abandon his past, but it seems like it was going to follow him forever. The oil droplets spilled from his eyes as the memories
continued to crash into his mind like a tidal wave.

Why was Cecilia's brother here? Why did he have to come and find his sister? Now, his guilt will just continue to consume him like never before.

Damno Spyros sobbed. He used to wish for a happy family, where they will all love him and treat him like a normal person unlike his parents, and to earn big bucks so that he could provide a better life for them. Now, he only had one wish.

"I wish to die."

4th Day: 7:30 AM

Frazzled, Luna got a coat to cover her pyjamas as she headed towards the entrance of her house. Someone kept banging on her door ever since she woke up, and Luna was starting to get a little more than just annoyed.

"And the wife has to get the door again while the husband sleeps... sigh," she shook her head as she unlocked the door, turned the doorknob and opened it. "... Hello, may I know who you're looking for?"

"Hello, we're looking for a lady named Luna Spyros," a tall male with bright blue eyes, brown hair, a top hat and a brown suit asked her. Surprisingly, he seemed to have a pair of... bear ears?

"Um, yes. May I know the reason why you're looking for me?"

"Well..." the blue-haired male with green eyes and was wearing casual attire replied with a smile, "We'll like to ask for your help regarding something." Strangely, he had blue bunny ears which looked strangely robotic.

Luna felt as if she had somehow stepped into a circus or a freak show, but she continued to remain calm and not ask them why they had animal ears. Somehow, all of them had cheeks redder than the average human, but they didn't seem to be blushing, tired,
or have laughed too much.

"Oh? And what may that be?"

"Erm... it's... it's got to do w-with Spirit Channeling!" the girl with white hair and fox ears answered with a slight stammer as her hands were cupped in an act of nervousness. One eye seemed to be patched up with bandages, as if she had injured her
eye somewhere.

Luna realised that she was wearing a white blouse, a pink skirt and pink pumps, so she was surprised that someone who looked so high-class would ask about something like Spirit Channeling.

"Will you help us?" the blond-haired girl in a yellow dress with an orange belt asked worriedly.

Luna was at a loss for words for a moment until she could finally say, "Um... well... this is rather surprising. Hang on, let me take a few moments to comprehend this, alright?"

Suddenly, another younger male voice asked, "Sis, do you really not remember who we are?"

Luna stopped turning into the house and turned back in confusion. This time, there was a young male in a striped red and blue shirt in front of her with a smile on his face. Why did he seem so familiar...?

Those blue eyes... that light brown hair... she couldn't figure it out until he smiled even bigger and chuckled,

"Hey, Luna! Don't tell me you've forgotten about your own sibling!"

That tone clicked in her head as her own blue eyes widened and started to tear up as memories of the past flew back into her head.

"It can't be... you are...?"