"The first meeting of the Schmidt Cult with Schmidt himself on December 18, 1993 at 11:11am"
- Already 11:00 - thought the man in the hood - we must hurry ...
Somewhere in an empty building, adherents of the Schmidt Cult, an extremist organization, began to try to collect the property of Fazbear Entertainment so that they would eventually go bankrupt, they do not really like this company...
- So, so the meeting has begun! Please be quiet, because this is the first meeting where our idol Mike Schmidt will come! I myself wrote him a letter and said that I would come here - these words were spoken by Andrew - the founder and leader of the Schmidt Cult. He's a conspiracy theorist of sorts, thinks Fazbear Entertainment is an evil corporation, Mike Schmidt tried to stop the company's Chaos. It is worth noting that Mike Schmidt interested many, because the Guard will work the entire shift, works at Freddie Fazber's Pizza.
Due to Andrew's statement about the importance of the meeting, the room began to rumble even more until the door opened ...
Near the entrance, a man in a sweatshirt with a hood, the hood made darkness, because of which his face was not visible, but, for unknown reasons, his dots were burning in the place where the eyes of the People, palms were bandaged, and he also smelled, like a corpse, from which people immediately recognized him as Mister Schmidt.
- So you called me so... Okay, my name is Mike, Mike Schmidt...
- Oh uh... Mike Schmidt! Let's go to the front - Andrew got nervous
Mike, with confident, but slow steps, walked to the Pedestal, people, despite his smell, looked at him in amazement, as if the president was in front of them.
Ascending the Pedestal, Schmidt decided to say one thing
- What for?...
- Ummm, what for? - said Andrew
- Why was the cult of worship dedicated to me? - said Schmidt
People were surprised, they did not think that their idol would be against the fact that they were worshiped, everyone was confused and could not answer
- Ummm, Mr. Schmidt, I'm Andrew, the founder of the Cult, and I thought you were fighting the dishonest Fazbear Entertainment...
- You are right, I am fighting, but not with Fazbear Entertainment... I have other goals, they are fair and I arranged all the nonsense just for the sake of the children...
- your children?
- I miss each of them, unfortunately, I do not feel reciprocity... My family seemed to split... Like a walnut, these children did not deserve such education, to be locked inside...
- Who are you talking about?
- If I say, you will not believe me, and you will definitely not believe why I smell like that, but I will say one thing - I am like this because of the animatronics...
- Clearly, your British accent tells me that you are not German, but your last name...
- I was born in London... Surname is just a surname...
- In London, then?
- Yes, my homeland is Great Britain
- Tell me, who motivated you so strongly?
- Father motivated me... And partly my brother... But it all started with my sister...
- And where are your father, brother and sister?
- Dead... Father is probably alive, but brother and sister are dead... And partly, it's my fault...
- Who are you then? Why do you speak in riddles alone? Why don't you want to say something directly about yourself ?!
The audience was surprised, instead of further questioning the Idol, Andrew yelled at him, everyone was surprised, but Schmidt laughed
No, he laughed
- Ahahahahahaha. So you want to know who I am? Naive, my personality is an eternal secret and I thought that you would destroy the secret at least through riddles, but I give you the last hint...
The man got into his train bag and decided to joke around in it, he took out something red and threw it on the floor of the Pedestal. It turned out that it was the Foxy Mask
Schmidt went to the exit and before leaving the building completely he said his last words.
- 83...