Greeting: Hello, everybody. Right now, I'm facing a question.
Should the Beginning start now or should I actually reveal what causes it first? I think I'll do the second one later.
For now, things move on.

( Carrie the fox. In the facility. A day before the Beginning)

Carrie woke up in a big white room, lights of which were on.
The doctors had chosen not to keep her in a comatose state. Carrie had been left alone in the room.
The guards were waiting outside.
She was feeling grim and dead. Unlike the pink bunny, she got her bearings back within seconds.
Carrie's mind was frozen. She was unable to feel human emotions or control herself.
She did try to move but the strains were keeping her in place. Carrie's eyes were black with a white pupil.
She was breathing heavily and was a scary sight in other ways as well.
She noticed that she actually wasn't alone in the room. The green dingo was sitting on a chair and facing away from her.
His weeping was the only sound that could be heard in the room.
There was hardly any air conditioning in there, which could have explained Carrie's heavy breathing.
The head part of the table had been raised up so Carrie could see the front door.
The dingo was on her right at the moment.

Carrie should have been panicking or trying to break free.
By all accounts, Carrie should have never been able to remain calm after what had happened to her.
Somehow, she was completely calm and her dark eyes were staring forward.
" It's time to kill, my dear. Get up and feast", a grim voice told Carrie.
She nodded to the invisible voice and a smile filled her face.
The black eyes turned white and the white pupils darkened.
Carrie took a deep breath and her heavy breathing stopped. She became her old self again.
Carrie glanced at her right where the dingo was. His chair didn't have a back rest but he didn't need one.
He was leaning forward and had buried his face into his hands.
The dingo had completely given up. He was sure that Carrie wouldn't wake up ever again.
Carrie looked at him but didn't feel sad. She enjoyed it.
They both enjoyed watching the dingo cry.
" He can help us escape. Get him to release us, then kill him", the other one ordered.
Carrie nodded again. She shook her head and began to speak.
" Dingo? Are you the dingo I know?", Carrie asked him.

The dingo stopped crying. For a second, he was sure that it had been a hallucination.
Then he slowly raised his head and glanced behind him. His eyes were full of tears and Carrie pretended to be scared and sad.
The dingo got up from the chair and began to walk towards her.
" Carrie? Are you awake?", he asked in tears.
Carrie smiled at him and looked happy. The dingo didn't care if Carrie's expression looked a bit fake.
He was too happy to think about that.
He started running and hugged Carrie as tightly as he could. The dingo was so happy that he kissed her on the side of the snout.
Carrie did not react to that as much as she should have.
It was good for her that the dingo was too happy to pay attention to anything weird.
" Good, girl. Use his love to your advantage. Get him to open this strains", the voice hurried Carrie up.
" You are my dingo friend! Why am I here? Where's the pink bunny?", Carrie asked confusedly.
The dingo shrugged sadly and shook his head.
" I don't know. They took her after you had attacked her", explained the dingo.
" What? I attacked her", Carrie seemed shocked.
She pretended not to remember anything.

The dingo looked at her.
" Don't you remember it? You vomited black goo and tried to kill the pink bunny. You scared us half to death", the dingo told Carrie.
" I did? That's horrible. Is that why I'm in strains?", she asked him.
The dingo nodded.
" But I'm not a killer. I don't want to hurt anybody. I just want to go back to my room", Carrie's voice broke.
" We can go back to our room. But they don't trust you. They say you might kill someone", explained the dingo.
" Don't you trust me either? I'm your friend. You know me. I shouldn't be in these strains", Carrie began to cry.
The dingo petted her calmingly.
" I'll go and get someone. They can free you", he calmed her down.
" You don't trust me, do you? You think I'm a murderer. You are too afraid of me to open the strains yourself", claimed Carrie.
" No, I don't", the dingo covered his mouth.
" Then prove it, my friend. You can just press that button yourself and I will be released immediately. That's it", Carrie told him.
The dingo recalled that the doctor had explicitly told him not to do it himself.
He had gotten exact orders to go get someone if Carrie woke up. But on the other hand he knew Carrie.
She was friendly and sweet, not a rageous killer. They had been friends for a long time.
Was this how much he really trusted her? Carrie looked like she had been let down.
The dingo was unable to decide what to do.
Carrie was his friend. They had been comforting one another, they had been snuggling together.
Carrie was trustworthy.
The dingo, out of all, should know that. He wanted not to let Carrie down.
His hand was going towards the button.
Carrie couldn't press it herself because that would have made the strains pointless.
The dingo was more than capable of touching it. It was a simple button.
He just had to press it and free Carrie.
The dingo knew that Carrie would never speak with him again if he didn't trust her.
He took a deep look at Carrie's betrayed expression.

A second went by, then another.

The dingo was standing there with his arm extended towards the button.
Something in his mind was telling him not to press the button. Carrie wasn't safe anymore.
She had attacked her friends. He didn't know if Carrie was really as alright as she looked.
" Come on, dingo. Press the button. We..we are friends remember? I couldn't sleep in the tent and then you embraced me", said Carrie.
The dingo had promised to keep her safe. He remembered that.
Carrie had been so lonely and afraid. The dingo had pushed Carrie's face aginst his fur.
" I remember all of it", the dingo nodded.
" Then release me. If you really trust me, press the button", whimpered Carrie.

Then the dingo's finger pressed the button.
It was over just like that. Carrie was free of the strains.
The dingo stood there and looked at his hand.
Carrie pushed the straps out of the way and got up.
" You released me, buddy", Carrie got up and came forward.
" Yes, I did", he answered her.
Carrie extended her own arms and grabbed the dingo's hands.
" I thought you didn't trust me", Carrie smiled at him.
" I trust you because I love you", the dingo smiled back at her.
" Very good", Carrie's smile drained away.

As suddenly as the dingo had pressed the button, Carrie tore his both arms off.
The expression on his face was horrid. That was the expression of pure fear and panic.
The dingo fell to the floor and let out a scream of pain.
Black, thick oil burst out of the holes on the sides of his shoulders.
Carrie was holding onto the separate arms that went limp. She had the expression of a sadistic murderer on her face.
She raised the left arm and drank some of the oil that was dripping out of it.
She licked her lips and closed her eyes in satisfaction.
" Delicious. That is just what I needed", Carrie said in a grim tone.
The dingo was unable to get up or crawl. He was moaning on the floor in great pain.
The dingo had not been a vicious fighter. He wasn't used to pain that was this great.

The shock was moving back and forth between his ears and feet. His entire body tried to handle the situation.
The dingo should have realized to shout for help but he was in shock. The dingo let out a whimper and his legs tried to run.
He couldn't cope with the cruel fact that he had trusted the wrong fox.
He was at the mercy of Carrie now.
Considering that mercy seemed to be an unknown concept to Carrie, the dingo was pretty much dead.
Carrie buried her face into the arm and tore it open. She feasted on the wires and metal of the endoskeleton.
She ripped the insides out of the arm, some wires got stuck between her teeth.
Her teeth dug deep into the metal and it was almost like in nature.
It was creepy to see an animatronic eat the arm of another animatronic.
The dingo was able to look back at her. His gaze was full of terror and panic.
" No. No", the dingo gasped as the cruel eyes fixed on him.
Carrie got her snout out of the arm and threw it away. Her snout was covered in oil.
" I haven't had a proper dinner in centuries", Carrie smiled and her oily teeth glinted in the light.
" No. Carrie, don't do this. I love you", the dingo begged.
Carrie took a step forward.
" I love you too, dear. Especially with mayonnaise", Carrie nodded to him.

She knelt down and spit was spilling over her lower lip.
" Time to check if dinner is ready", she smiled and raised the other arm which she was still holding.
The dingo closed his eyes and looked away as Carrie slapped him in the face with the arm. She slapped him a few times.
" Stop hitting yourself", Carrie giggled in delight.
That joke was not funny at all.
The dingo was just crying. Carrie waved her hair.
" Making jokes is fun but it makes me really hungry", she opened her mouth.
She leaned towards the dingo and turned him around.
At that point, the dingo's mind finally caught up with the world.

" Help! Somebody help me!", he screamed in fear.
It was surprising how high pitched his scream for help was. Carrie covered her ears.
" You think that will work this time? You think you can disturb my focus like last time? No! Not anymore", Carrie said angrily.
The guards outside thought they heard something.
" Jake. Can you hear that?", the first guard asked.
The other guard listened for anything else.
" Help!", the dingo shouted one last time before Carrie buried her face into his oily stomach.
The guards heard it now.
The facility was so noisy that they hadn't been able to hear anything before now.
If they had, they would have been able to save the dingo.
The guards entered the room code and the door opened. They walked in with their guns ready.
They had taser guns but it was not going to work on Carrie anymore.

She had gotten stronger, she had received a new parasite.

The guards pointed their guns at Carrie. She looked up and ripped the dingo's insides out of his body while she raised her head.
Carrie had literally opened his stomach and was eating him alive.
The dingo was in unbearable pain right then.
His mouth was wide open and no scream was coming out.
" Stop right there!", the first guard told her.
Carrie took one more bite. When she raised her head again, the dingo's core was in her mouth.
The dingo looked at her and watched her munch the core.
That was his last sight before he exhaled one last time and died.

Carrie's face was covered in oil. She stood up and the guards backed away a bit.
" Down to the ground, now! We are gonna hurt you if we have to", warned the second guard.
Carrie laughed maniacally and charged at them. She dodged the first shot.
She rolled and then jumped at the guard. She pushed him to the ground and got on top of him.
Then Carrie vomited black goo all over him.
The other guard saw how his friend's face melted like the goo was some sort of acid. He shot at Carrie and it hit her.
It had no effect on her.
Carrie glanced at the second guard and pulled the bullets out of her body.
" Oh shit", the guard looked at Carrie.
She charged at him and waved from side to side like a psycho. Her teeth impaled the guard's neck and he died instantly.

Carrie's head was twitching and her eyes had turned red.

She walked out of the door. The staff had left as soon as they had heard the screaming of the guards.
More guards with guns were coming for Carrie. Their weapons were proper rifles.
They formed a row in front of Carrie and got ready.
Anyone who had seen Carrie kill the first two, knew that all the guards were going to die.
The guards tried their best to aim at Carrie but she was too tough for them. Blood splatters painted the wall red.
Carrie was getting shot but her animatronic body was holding on.
She had some bullet holes after that. It didn't matter because Carrie seemed to be immune to pain.
The guards were getting thrown at one another and some ran for their lives.
None of the guards had witch powers that could have given them a chance to defeat Carrie.
One witch tried to throw a box at her with telekinesis but it didn't work. Carrie ended up slaughtering all of them.
She walked across the blood puddles and went in front of a vent.
" Time to spread, my siblings. Be free once again", Carrie smiled and opened the vent.
She vomited tons of goo into the air conditioning. She kept on vomiting until she heard a shot behind her.
Carrie felt the bullet impale her core. The goo stopped coming out and she fell to her knees.
Someone had found her weakness. Carrie, who was full of holes at this point, turned around and leaned into the wall.
She saw Jenny in front of her, holding a smoking gun.
" Got you!", Jenny looked at her with a serious expression on her face.
Carrie's breathing was heavy and the black goo was flowing out of her mouth.
" You lost, witches", she stuttered.
She began to smile.
" We have come back and soon we will be everywhere", Carrie added.
Jenny looked into her eyes.
" Who are you, monster?", Jenny asked Carrie.
" You don't remember your old friends, witch? So sad", Carrie chuckled before closing her eyes and dying.

Jenny kicked her carefully to check that she was properly dead. Carrie was as dead as a stone.
That was the only good thing. Jenny did actually look into the vent and realize that she was too late.
The vents had extremely strong fans in them for transporting air so the goo was already spreading across the facility.
It started pouring out of the other vents and more animatronics began to get infected.
They broke the doors of their cells and began to kill humans, witches and non-infected animatronics.
The goo was like snot. Anyone, who touched it, was infected.
The guard whose face had melted had most likely been a weak one.
The other guards got infected as well and joined the infected animatronics.

Their eyes were bloody and their mouths were bleeding. It looked like spit as it flowed down their chins.
The screams filled the corridors and rooms. The puddles of blood kept getting larger and the bodies started piling up.
The alarm had already been rung.
Everyone was aware of what had happened by now. The place was closed down immediately.
There was no way out of there. The people who had tried to escape through the parking lot, were disappointed.
They couldn't turn around due to the animatronics flowing into the parking lot.
Those people were trapped and their lives were over.
Some were pulled out of their cars for feasting while some had not gone into their cars.
Those other people were torn apart fast.

The strongest witches gathered up and were fighting as a group. They were able to throw the infected people all over the place.
If there hadn't been so many of those things, the witches would have won.
Jenny wasn't with them, which was good for her but not for the other witches.
She was a member of the Summers family and probably the strongest witch in there.
Jenny was running through the chaos and death. She was dodging attacks and beating up animatronics.
Right then, Jenny was thankful that she had the ability to be fast. She was too fast for the animatronics.
Jenny's dilemma was that she didn't know any way out of there. All she could do was to fight for her dear life.
" I have to find a way out before these guys outnumber me", she thought.
The animatronics did already outnumber her but Jenny considered herself equivalent to thirty animatronics.
And there it went!
Jenny found herself fighting over fourty animatronics.
" Get her! Rip her to shreds!", a red-eyed doctor commanded the others.
That doctor seemed to be the only red-eyed one in the group.
The eyes of others were black. He looked like the boss.
Jenny didn't think about it too much since she was going to die very soon.
" To shreds? Nope! I'm out of here, crazies", she told the doctor and fled for her life.

Her tactic, she used to get out of the middle, seemed to be the one Toy bonnie had used at the Grayson hill.
The Fazbear crew had started calling it the Toy bonnie's head stomper -technique.
Jenny used it to get over a crowd of animatronics. She walked across their heads.
Although, she didn't look as funny as Toy bonnie had looked when she had done it.
Luckily, that wasn't Jenny's point.
She got over them and ran back to the lobby. It had been a metro station so in Jenny's head, it should have had an emergency exit left.
There was still some rail left in the lobby. It had been left there for decoration reasons.
The rail extended all the way to a brick wall which had been put in place. The wall was almost a mile away from the starting point.

Jenny sped up and got ahead the monsters. She jumped into the metro pit and hoped to come across a ladder or something.
" There she is! Go!", she heard the monsters behind her.
Jenny ran into the darkness and kept her both eyes peeled. The tunnel was slimy and she couldn't see very well.
She could easily trip over or hurt herself while running.
She could hear the menacing sound of a monster army that was right behind her.
Jenny was going to be in big trouble if it turned out that there was no exit in the tunnel.
She slowed down a tiny bit. That was a mistake.
Suddenly, Jenny felt big, furry hands wrap around her.
" I got her", the animatronic shouted to the other monsters.
Its nasty breath was making her sick.
That animatronic smelled like he had just eaten a corpse, which was probably because he had done just that.
The animatronic was about to let his teeth sink into Jenny's neck.
At the last second, Jenny bent forward and then smashed her head against the animatronic's snout.
The animatronic grunted in pain.
It didn't seem to be immune to pain. Jenny started running as soon as the arms let go of her.
She heard the others behind her. At least four of them were right behind her.
Jenny saw a tiny light shine down from the ceiling.
It was an exit and the light was shining through the holes in the lid. There was a ladder next to that point.

Jenny took the left and jumped onto the ladder. She would die if the lid was actually locked.
She didn't have time to think. Jenny climbed the freaking ladder like a monkey.
The animatronics were jumping to grasp her legs. One or two climbed after her.

Jenny could see the light.
The lid was right there! She would simply have to open it and climb out.
The animatronics were shouting below her.
" Eat her! Throw her remains down so we can eat pieces of her as well!", some animatronic or guard shouted from below.
The two animatronics, climbing the ladder, were almost able to bite Jenny's feet.
She pushed the lid open and jumped out of the hole.
Jenny kicked the head of the animatronic that peeked out of the hole.
The animatronic lost his grip and fell right on top of the other one. Jenny pushed her foot down the hole and kicked the animatronic further down.
The other animatronic lost his grip as well. They both fell all the way down.

Jenny closed the lid and sealed it. The monsters were finally sealed in the facility.
She listened to the sounds coming from below. She heard munching and laughing.
The monsters were appreantly having a consolation meal.
They were feasting on the corpses of their previous victims or, most likely, on the animatronics who had fallen down.
" Talking about not accepting failures! Disgusting", Jenny grunted.
She stood up and noticed that she was in an old sandpit. There were some rocks around as well.
Jenny grabbed her gun in case of any nasty surprises and ran off into the forest with only one thing in mind.
She would have to get to her father fast.

Farewell: Does Jenny have something to be worried about? Did some monsters get out of the facility?
Those questions will be answered in the upcoming chapters.
Until then: Thank you guys for reading this chapter and: THE ONLY WAY TO LIVE IS TO WRITE.