Chapter 2
Realizations
The rest of this day passed without incident, well as far as a Freddy Fazbender's can go without mysterious scuttlers or crazy coincidences, the new employee was extremely competent which surprised me as everyone else including me who got a job at Freddy's did so with a secondary purpose and spent most of the day fucking around or committing murder. Vanny On the other hand was extremely competent the only thing slightly out of place was her familiarity with springlocks and the saferoom, something only dead kids or employees know about before working at a location. So naturally at the end of the day I asked her how she knew our procedures so competently all she did was turn around and smile, the look on her face gave me an immediate sense of nostalgia, it was the same face Dave made when he was living it up with me in Vegas, a look of manic, gleeful joy. I immediately ran to the saferoom just to catch my breath and swear where Phoney wouldn't judge me. I stopped in the doorway, there in front of me was a rabbit mask, a kitchen knife, and 5 dead children. I immediately understood, she wasnt a regular employee. She killed them. she must be some sort of copycat or something although Dave was by no means famous, he had a cult following among the true crime community and all it takes is for one impressionable psychopath to emulate him for this to happen. after performing the usual cleanup I climbed out of the window and went home, it was concerning but I still needed the place open so I had to sweep it under the rug in the freddy's style.
The next morning I pulled her into my office, closing the Nightguard's door on my way in and sat down. She had a relaxed somewhat cheery smile on her face. The makeshift interrogation started with a simple question of "How exactly are you so familiar with Dave's handiwork" Her entire face went blank for a moment before speaking. "Don't you recognize me, Old Sport?" "Dave?" I exclaimed, shocked by the fact she was able to completely emulate Dave's voice "Of fucking Course Its me, Old Sport who else would know everything about this place including, how to lure kiddins like we used to do?" "but you're supposed to be in hell or something I t-thought we finally ended everything when Henry was defeated-" I was cut off by "Dave" saying "well I was for a while, that fucking golden scrotum tried giving me the nightguard treatment, but some fucking nutjob in green armor showed up and started shooting everything, then,I was just kind of left wandering until I woke up in a fazbender location in a creepy fuckin rabbit suit" It was then I figured out how dave and the girl got to this position, you see some random indie studio approached me to make a game about the nightshift, I was basically flat broke because I had to spend the rest of my savings on rebuilding the diner but they called me soon after because there was weird shit going on with their beta team and decided to cut their losses and cancel the contract with full payment. I wrote it off as people going nuts from trying to make sense of the situation, but Dave's story lined up with the last few email I received about the studio's last tester going missing along with all their equipment. "so, is this like full on position or a shared body thing going on?" was my next question. "I basically give her free reign, she has enough of a tolerance for this shit from me being in her head that im basically just giving her the free reign and enjoying the chaos, its fuckin hilarious how easy it is to commit murder without springlocks being at risk of going off from the blood" suddenly my blood started to boil, it had been several years since I set the place on fire and the game was only a few months after that which meant that Dave was out with Vanny for years and just now had he decided to even try to contact me. "Why the Fuck did you take so long to come find me?!" Dave, no Vanny smiled "We didnt need you, Old Man"