Mary woke up to hear the phone ringing again, shaking her to her core as she remembered the Phone Guy telling her he wouldn't leave her another message for the next night. Mary gulped in fear as the Phone rang continuously and wondered if someone else was filling the Phone Guy's shoes this time. Willingly but fearfully, she answered the phone that was revealed to have a call for her instead of a message this time.
"Ah, Mary... It looks like the cat's out of the bag, huh?" Charles Afton's voice echoed into the Phone.
"Charles? Are you calling me for something, and what do you mean by that?" Mary asked, worried, knowing deep down what Mr. Afton meant.
"You know, I was hoping it wouldn't have to come down to this. But apparently, I was stupid enough not to tell you about the furnace room. I don't know what compelled you to go into that room to see my family and Eric Emily'sashes, but I assure you, Mary, that secret is highly classified information. And as a result of your meddling in that secret, I'll have no choice but to include drastic measures, thanks to you..." Charles Afton reveals his knowledge of Mary and Ernie discovering the truth about him.
"So, it was you, huh? What made you kill your family and friend to keep your business?! Does the business you and Eric have that much meaning to you?!" Mary yelled into the phone in rage.
"This company means too much to me! Everything I poured, along with Eric Emily, has gone into doing this business! And you are not going to take me away from all the accomplishments I've done!" Charles Afton yelled back in a rage.
"I have no desire to take your company! But I will expose you and your crimes, Charles. I may not have looked up to you as a kid, but as someone who had to go through the process of being raped by your creations, I don't think I have much to say other than your life as CEO is over..." Mary threatened to end Charles' career.
"You wish you'd do that... Right now, I modified the animatronic girls' behaviors this time. And let me say they are far more aggressive with you this time and won't give you a shred of mercy throughout the week. So, unless you want to get out of here, I suggest you stay in that Office to get that overtime of yours." Charles hissed in rage.
"I'll get out of this... But something tells me you won't..." Mary coldly says her last words to Charles.
"What the fuck do you mean by that?" Charles hissed before knocking was heard on his end.
Then, someone knocked on the door from the end of the phone.
"What the hell?!" Charles Afton yelled before running over to the door and opening it.
"Oh, Fredbearina! You had me scared for a moment there! Why are you and your friends here?" Charles Afton acted cheerfully and confidently to Fredbearina.
"Well, Mr. Afton. We feel like we have to come clean about you, and we know you killed your family and Eric Emily." Fredbearina acted twistedly happy.
"What? Me? Do you believe that? Come on, that's all just allegations against me." Charles Afton brushes it off with floury language.
"Oh? Well, how about the video evidence we just found that might prove you otherwise?" Fredbearina laughed as Mary heard her play the evidence.
"What?!" Charles Afton yelled in horror.
The video evidence Mary got told by the tape recorder Guy starts playing as Charles Afton panics.
"No... No! NO! HOW DID YOU-?!" Charles Afton screamed in horror, realizing he's gotten exposed.
"Let's just say someone might've "accidentally" turned on the cameras around the building. We don't know who did it, but that's no longer your problem. Well, Mr. Afton, it's been nice working with you. But now, I think it's time you get the worst karma possible for all you've done..." Fredbearina and the other animatronics girls chuckled in response with evil seduction.
"NO! STAY BACK! GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!" Charles Afton screamed in horror as Mary heard him get mounted by one of the animatronic girls.
As Mary heard Charles Afton getting muffled, Fredbearina grabbed the phone and spoke to Mary.
"Well, Mary Schmidt. I must say you might've gotten off easy this time. After all, who wouldn't want justice served after what Mr. Afton has done?" Fredbearina laughed with inhuman sultry.
"You didn't have to do that..." Mary tried to speak, knowing what the animatronic girls were doing to him.
"Maybe you're right. But let's say our way of justice will be served VERY differently to human society, Mary. See you later!" Fredbearina cheerfully ends the call.
Mary was awestricken but oddly satisfied at what the animatronics had done to Mr. Afton. A smile crept on her face as she reveled in the idea of Charles Afton, the one who created the animatronic girls, getting raped by his creations for everything he had done. The murders he did to his family and Eric Emily, all the lies he had spat out, come back to him in the worst possible but fitting fate to him.
Mary instinctively backed into the Office wall and slumped down. All the thoughts of what the animatronics girls are doing to Charles Afton flowed into her mind. A grin gradually crept upon Mary's face as the sheer satisfaction of a Co-CEO-turned-Killer was getting all his worst karma hitting him like a flaming semi truck falling on his face. With no one to disturb her, she could take in all the satisfaction after everything that had happened.
"I've won, Mr. Afton. I always win..." Mary chuckled like a crazy schoolgirl.
Then, to snap out of her thoughts, the bell rang at 6 AM. Mary realized in shock how long she'd been in a trance. Thankfully, not being seen by any animatronic girls, Mary would get to her feet, remembering the amount of satisfaction over Charles Afton's fate. Walking out of the Cabaret, she sees the animatronic girls deactivated, minus Fredbearina, who sticks her tongue out in a lewd gesture.
Mary gives a smug smile and gives her the middle finger before walking out of the Cabaret.
After getting her morning routine done by taking her shower and eating her breakfast, she walked outside and into her front yard to go to her mailbox. As she opened it, she saw an envelope inside. Already aware of the envelope having her overtime inside but unsure of how much overtime money she has, she'd tear it open to be in for a pleasant shock.
$840 was inside that envelope, making her laugh in victory. But her celebration would be purposefully short-lived, as she knew she'd have only one more night to go.
"Alright, Fredbearina. If you've decided to challenge me to your game one last time, I'm ready for you, bitch..." Mary grinned in victory as she walked into her home.