Once they were inside, I locked the door and barricaded it, I took off my mask and the kids stared in horror.
"There are so many questions, I know, oh. Where did I come from, where am I hiding, who am I? Well, some things are better left unspoken. I can however, tell you that I have caused every horrifying thing that has ever happened here. There was a time when things were so simple. My victims were all carefully selected and beautifully executed. That was until those rusty buckets of bolts actually tried to save the children. I told those animatronics that they could never save them. That stupid little puppet is some kind of supernaturally possessed doll and it's controlling them. I don't know how that could have happened, it couldn't have been my first victim, who's now seeking revenge. Hahahaha, it's nuts, uh, it's nuts, haha. Anyways, they chased me away, and I later found out that they had stuffed the children's bodies into their suits, the bodies lie there still in their tomb. Now that, you know the truth, I'm afraid I can't let you leave alive, oh but don't worry, I'm sure you'll see Neon and Keon real soon," I told them.
I lunged at Billy knocking him unconscious, I stepped on his face crushing it.
"No!" Tommy yelled.
Eli backed into the corner, and I took out my blade, in one swift stroke, I killed him.
Tommy was on his knees crying, I held his face in my hands and snapped his neck.
I panted, it was over, I actually did it, I got away with murder, I smiled for the first time, this was now normal.
"AAGH!" I heard a screech and the door broke down, "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!" Toy Bonnie asked me.
He lunged at me and punched me several times and threw me at the wall, I grabbed my side, as Toy Bonnie grabbed my neck.
"I should kill you right now," he told me.
"Please don't," I begged him.
"No, not yet, get out before I change my mind," he warned me.
I ran out of the room, putting on my mask to conceal my identity.
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Foxy's Pov
My friend Neon, she was in pain, her skin shattered like plastic in a car crash, she howled in pain, all I could offer her was comfort.
My eyes boiled with rage at the murderer, then I saw Toy Bonnie who carried Billy's body to us.
"Bon?" I asked him.
"It's all my fault!" he cried, "I should have protected him, but I didn't!"
I patted him on the shoulder, "there, there, Bon, there is a way for him to come back, unfortunately you'll die in the process," I warned him.
"I'm ready, anything for the children," he said, "that's what I was built for anyway."
"I'm gonna miss you Bon, now quickly, before it's too late," I told him.
