He was so young and full of life. The human was sitting in the small room in security uniform and I didn't want to scare him by my look, "Damn it! Why does it do such a crap?!" he said. The red flashing stopped in few seconds after he said that and then something happened in few minutes. Phantom jumped at him and he fell off the chair with scream, "F*ck! What is happening in this place?!" he growled as he sat back, "Maybe you can help me…?" I thought and went inside the room. He noticed me once he took his tablet down, "Heeee…" I started as the screeching sound left my throat again.
"AAAAAAAH!" he yelled and pushed me away from him with his legs, "GET AWAY FROM ME!" he yelled at me as he ran to the corner of room, "Pleeeeea…" I tried to beg him to stop and I used my smile in a good way. Apparently it didn't work. I moved slowly towards him and have my empty palms showing to him in sign of peace, "F*CK OFF!" he kept yelling as he pulled a revolver out of his pocket and shot at me. I was trying to show him I won't hurt him but it was useless. I didn't feel pain so I had no reason to hurt him, "Back off you scrap! Get back and die you monster!"
But once he called me a scrap and monster at one sentence, I had no reason to make myself tired by convincing him about my harmlessness. Rage got control above me and I jumped at him. My arm was a destructive weapon now. Once he was grounded by my body I was punching him with my sharp fist. He was forceless and his face was becoming red by blood and deformed by my violence. I wanted to be friend and I tried my best but unfortunately for him my emotions were stronger than my patience.
His face was totally red and he stopped my arm, "N-no! Please…! I can't handle… anymore!" he begged but it was too late for him. My emotions took control over me and before I could notice, I grabbed his shoulder in my mouth and bit it off, "GAAAAH!" He yelled of pain as his arm was bit off by me. A lot of blood squirted all over the walls and he was dying in pain. In that moment when he screamed, I realized something. What have I done? Is this what I wanted to do? I killed human. That scream he left. The same what I left when I got murdered by this suit.
"My… oh my god… I need help… help!" I told myself and held my head as I watched the blood leaving body of the guard. Then I backed myself away from the body. I was moving myself on the ground to the opposite corner of the room. I sat in there, head between my knees and watching the ground, "No… somebody… please… don't let me suffer!" I was thinking to myself. Before I could notice, there was some beeping on the clock which was showing 6 AM. I left the room quickly before somebody else could come.
When I was leaving I saw the door opening. It was exit from this place! Other actions that followed were the worst sight for people who visited the house. Many of screams have been coming through all hallways to the place where I was hiding. I rather didn't show up myself and stayed in the basement where I was before. In the moment I sat there and listened to those phantoms making screeching sounds around me I wished to die. I wanted to ease my pain I experienced in my eyes, "It will hurt less… or more… I don't know…"
I was thinking as I grabbed my animatronic finger and torn it away afterwards. Rest of nerves in my hand reacted immediately and I tried not to scream as much as I could. Slight sound of my voice left but even a small amount of that horrible sound was torturing my ears. Why did I torn my finger anyway? I wanted to forget about the pain all over my body at least for some time so I could feel only one place that hurt. As I did so, I tried to fall in some kind of sleep I could do. It took me five hours to fall asleep through all those screams what phantoms made.
My dream reflected me some purple man in a mirror. I didn't know what to think but I realized I was dreaming. It was a kind of lucid dreaming. What will happen next? Does my life have some meaning? I asked all these questions and I was getting desperate for freedom of this hellhole. As I watched my reflection, its face was becoming clearer and I could've seen some human in it. Who was it? He was silent and watched me. The face was forming and later the reflection was standing in front of me.