Jeremy

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"On your knees!" I won't ask again, I said as I pointed the gun at Vincent, I fired a warning shot, "I won't ask again!"

He dropped to his knees, grumbling that he had failed.

"Put your hands behind your head, turn around, slowly," I commanded.

Vincent complied, "you think you've won, I'll be back soon, then you'll see."

"I don't think so, this time I have proof," I told him, confidently as I slapped the cuffs on him and led him out of the building.

"Mike, this time I'm ready," I radioed.

"This had better be for real this time," he said.

"Do you have proof?" he asked me.

"Yeah, I got tapes," I told him.

"On my way," he replied, "over and out."

Mike pulled up and saw Vincent in cuffs.

"Get in!" he yelled at Vincent.

The police car sped towards the precinct.

"So Jere, what'd you get?" he asked me.

"Tapes of the murders," I said as I grabbed them out of my duffel bag.

"How'd you get those!" Vincent yelled.

"Oh, you thought you deleted the tapes," I laughed, "those were videocassettes of Fredbear and Friends."

"No! I mean, heh," Vincent said.

"Well, that's suspicious," Mike said.

We got out of the car and Vincent was lead into the interrogation room.

Meanwhile I showed Mike the tape.

8 PM: The tape showed Eli, Billy, and Tommy joking around when a man wearing the Spring Bonnie suit approaches.

8:15 PM: The three kids are lead into the backroom

8:25 PM: The man takes off his mask, it's Vincent

8:30-8:35 PM: Vincent laughs while the kids stare in horror, Billy is knocked out then his head gets crushed by the killer, he pulls out a knife and cuts Eli across his neck, killing him instantly. Tommy is crying over his dead brother's corpse, when Vince walks over and snaps his neck.

8:40 PM: An angry Toy Bonnie bursts in and attacks Vincent, pinning him to the wall before letting him go, Vincent leaves but not after grabbing his mask and escapes.

8:45 PM: The bodies are carried away to Parts/Service by Toy Bonnie, Balloon Boy and Toy Freddy.

8:50 PM: The Marionette arrives and places masks on the dead kids faces

8:55 PM: Toy Bonnie, Freddy, and BB start twitching and suddenly the others come out of the shadows and start to introduce themselves, the bodies in question vanish into thin air.

"What?!" Mike asks shocked, "so it's true then, they really are..."

"Haunted," I finished his sentence, "yeah."

"What do we do, we can't show this in court?" he said, "noone would believe us."

"Oh, God, this is not happening," he said.

"We have to do something, this monster can't leave," I told him.

"I know Jere, I know, it's just, I thought he was a good person," he said stunned.

"He might have been, once, but that's in the past," I told him.

"What do we do?" he asked again.

"We ask our friend there a few questions, and get a confession," I said.

Mike Pov

I was shocked, my best friend, my partner, he was right, and I didn't believe him.

Now, I didn't know what to think.

I knew Vince, we were friends, pals in High School, I never knew he could stoop so low, this just got personal.

"You ready Mike?" Jeremy asked me.

"Yeah, I need some answers," I opened the door and walked in.

"You have a lot of explaining to do!" I yelled.

"What, you expect a confession, ain't happenin," he shook his head.

"I didn't ask nicely!" I yelled at him.

"Easy there, Mike," he said as he pointed to Jeremy, "you really should control your friend here."

I stared at him menacingly, "you, you monster, we saw the tape, we know what you did."

"But that's not why you're here," he said.

"No, it's not, we need to hear it from you, tell us what happened," I asked him.

"I want my lawyer," he said, "and your pal there shot him at my place, just a few minutes ago," he leaned back in the chair.

I pushed into him, knocking him flat, "I won't ask you a second time, Jeremy turn off the camera."

"But," he said, protesting.

"Do it," I told him.

"I didn't want to do this, but you leave me no choice," I said, as I pulled out my baton, "tell me the truth."

"Look, if that's supposed to scare me, then, ahhhh!" he yelled as I swung my stick at his face.

He felt it and saw that it was a giant bruise coming down his face, he held it in agony.

"Mike! Stop!" Jeremy said as he pulled me back.

"We're better than this, Mike, we don't sink to their level, ever!" he told me.

"I'm sorry, Jeremy, I'm sorry," I told him.

"Now you know how it feels, the power, it feels good doesn't it? The righteous anger, that I felt when he killed my son, now you understand!" Vincent smiled as he got up.

"I'm nothing like you," I shouted.

"I was like you, once, innocent, good, right," Vincent told me, "very well detective, I'll tell you, if only you don't end up like me, here is my confession."

"Not guilty, good luck with your investigation," he said.