Springtrap walks down the old abandoned road. He looks around trying to find signs of any civilization.
"Well, being out in the real world after all this time is...…is...!" says Springtrap.
"...Boring as shit..."
"Well, its better then being cooped up in the buildings safe room." says Springtrap kicking a rock.
After 12 hours of walking he notices a small building in the distance.
"Huh, I probably should stay there for the night." says Springtrap before his eyes shot up.
A light growling he hears in the distance, he turns around to see...people? But something was wrong with them, first of all they were approaching him.
"Who in their right mind would approach me?" thinks William before looking back again, they were starting to pick up speed.
Their walk was a slumped over limping, and they had...green...skin.
William stand for a second, before a clock alarm rings in his head.
"Oh no..." William mutters before slowly starting to speed up. Even though they couldn't infect him, they could still tear him apart.
The Zombies then start full on Sprinting towards William, who also starts Sprinting.
"I have to make it to that house!" huffs William as he runs as fast as he can towards the house.
he hears that the zombies are actually keeping pace with him despite his speed as an animatronic.
"C'mon! C'mon! C'MON!" says William as he pushes the door open before turning around and slamming it on the zombies who he barely manages to shut out.
"I thought those things are supposed to be slow!" says William as he sits on a comfort chair.
"Well, I guess I'm staying here for the night.." William says as he looks around.
He notices the house is two floors tall and has a stair way in the middle of the hallway.
"Whoever designed this house did a terrible job.." mutters William as he heads up the stairs.
He notices a hallway that leads to multiple rooms. One of them has a dim light on and is slightly cracked open.
Springtrap grabs the knob and opens the door. Williams eyes widen as he's standing in front of a bunch of supplies, including guns and ammo.
"Jackpot!" smiles William grabbing a sash with a semi automatic rifle he adjusts it and puts it around himself, he also grabs a pistol and a holster and ties it around himself. He locates a backpack filled with ammo as he puts it on his back along with the rifle. He grabs what seems to be a hooded cloak and ties it around himself and pulls up the hood.
Springtrap grins, he is ready for this!
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