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The air tonight was noticeably different. It felt heavier, almost harder to see through. The obvious difference in the atmosphere is what dug deep inside me and pulled at the panic setting into my racing heartbeat. I could have sworn that Mike could hear the whoosh of my blood racing through my veins. He showed no notice if he could.

Riley and my brother remained behind with Chica and Bonnie. As for Foxy, that thing decided it was a good idea to follow us. It remained a few feet back at all times. Creepy little…

"He's gone." Mike had reached the metal box already while I was distracted by Foxy. "Do you have that tablet?" I gave the item in question to him. He turned it on to check the few cameras on it. "Dammit. Freddy is already back at the guard house."

I felt my heart jump in my throat. "Is… is he going to hurt them?"

"He might. We need to get back." Mike took off in a run, Foxy right on his tail still keeping his distance.

I was hesitant, staying away from that creepy fox. I just couldn't bring myself to trust them like Mike could. Except the kid with me. I trusted him. Those other kids just didn't feel stable still. I didn't want to be in their way the moment they turned again.

When he reached the guard house, a dark shadow was all I could see blocking out the light from around the door. The tall figure turned to us the moment we were within sight. The darkness around it was unnatural. All I could see was the white of its pupils. Solid black covered the bear in a vibrating, goopy-like mess. Instead of it dripping down and gathering in mist like the others, this substance rose up and formed into blobs of sludge floating up and away from it, shrinking in size and vanishing. It was like watching a lava lamp – absolutely captivating and at the same time a little disturbing.

I noticed as the pupils switched from me and settled on Mike. They didn't waver. Those lights had found a target and there was no way I was getting that attention back even if I wanted.

Mike stood still, hands out like he were about to hug the sludgy blackness that was once a creepy robot bear. "Hey." It was a simple word with a lot of emotion behind it; nothing like a little 'hey' you would hear from a kid to their cousin. This was more like two friends who hadn't seen each other in a while and didn't quite know what to say.

In one static-like move, the black ooze from around Freddy shifted and was now standing beside it in human form. The black shape wasn't familiar to me but at the same time I knew who this was. The boy who had been protecting the Foxy spirit.

A voice crackled from the boy, a mouth opening from his neck with deformed teeth jutting out in several directions. "IT'S ME," it growled.

Yet again something simple said that held enough emotions behind it that had the voice in the back of my mind doing flips. It took all I had to not let the kid's voice take over me.

Mike's smile was soft. "I know." He stepped forward. "Listen to me, please. We're going to get the guy who did this to you and the other kids. You need to calm down for a bit. Okay? Jake?"

The spirit shifted again, color suddenly visible on his features. Pale skin making him white in the darkness contrasted by his dark brown hair and matching brown eye, hanging from a single nerve. Dark bruises surrounded the deep gash in his throat, dried blood covered his entire front staining his ripped, button up shirt. Even with his human appearance back the child still appeared threatening.

I had to force my gaze to Mike, though. He knew the kid's name. Did he know the others? Did he KNOW them? In the memory, I had seen Mike get bitten by that white fox animatronic. Had he been there because he knew them? For that party that was going on? Or was it just a coincidence? But then the kids knew him too… because he worked at the pizzeria? I couldn't wrap my head around all of this.

The spirit, Jake, growled. As he shifted into static again and back, the mouth in his throat became all too real again, gaping open and jerking his head back to roar at Mike. His entire body twisted and turned like it were in fast-forward. Twisting his body completely around so his face looked back our way again, his body oozed black once more before he leapt forward. His arms stretched out before his body reached us, hooking his fingers into Mike's shirt and dragging him back with the force of his attack.

I couldn't move.

Mike was thrown to the ground. He struggled and shoved Jake off of him only for the boy's arm to snake up around his torso and stretch up his body. "Dammit-! Mikey, shock him for fuck's sake!"

I snapped out of it. Grabbing the taser from my belt I turned it on before I reached out to the spirit. The sparking metal prongs made contact and Jake's form vibrated and spiked out of control. He screamed from seemingly his entire body – I couldn't tell where the voice was coming from. His body bent back, pulling away from Mike and zapped itself back into the protective armor of Freddy.

"I thought you said they couldn't touch people! That's why they need the fucking robots!" I yelled as adrenaline settled in making me shake.

We can't. came his voice in the back of my mind. At least…we shouldn't be able to.

Well that was reassuring. Next thing would be this kid being able to wear me like a meat suit. "Well fuck… Mike, you okay?" I helped the other up.

"Yeah… They've never been able to do that before." He sighed. "Looks like Jacob calmed down for now though. I don't think we're done with him."

"Now let me ask: why the hell do you know its name?" I crossed my arms. No way I was leaving that unanswered. "And what about the others? You know their names too?"

Mike looked very tired then. Old memories plane on his face as he stared at me. "…Fine. You're already in this deep. Might as well come clean." He took a deep breath. "I knew them all. Well, except the kid that's with you. Andrew is in Foxy, Heather in Bonnie, Shauna is Chica, and Jacob is my brother."

I wasn't expecting that last part. "Brother? So your brother is in the bear? What about the other kids? I mean how'd you know them all?"

"It was Heather's birthday. She had all her friends over at that damn pizza place. I was there because my brother was invited and I didn't have anywhere else to go while the party was going on. The other three were my brother's friends. The last kid… I guess he was some new kid they were trying to play with or some shit I don't know.

"Actually I think that kid had been about to leave but his mom was taking forever flirting with one of the guards so he came back in. I saw them going to a back room was I was trying to get a look at Foxy behind the curtains. Ended up… getting bit by the Mangle instead."

My heart stopped a moment. Mangle? "The MANGLE?" I voiced the question. That was a weird name for that white fox. Sure it was creepy, but who gives that kind of name to something like that in a kid's place?!

"Yeah, this creepy fox animatronic they use to have. Kids pulled it apart and put it together. It was just the name of it." He gave a half shrug with an almost pained smile. "It bit clean through my head." Mike pulled down on his hat. "While everyone was paying attention to me, my brother and his friends ended up getting killed. I've always felt like it was my fault." And his story ended there. He had no reason to explain that this was the reason he had worked at a place with such a dark history.

"Hey now, it's not your fault." Not the best I could say, so I threw some more in. "You know the killer. That Vincent guy that killed your manager. You can put all of this to rest. Stop feeling so guilty." I smiled, a real smile. Felt nice not to force it.

It took a moment, but Mike smiled back. "I'd really like that."