*Hey guys SORRY it took so long. I am a horrible procrastinator plus I've been having terrible writers block for the longest time and I could hardly write a paragraph without getting stuck. I hope you guys enjoy this chapter. If anything sounds familiar it is of course because I use inspiration from FNAF songs which I WILL leave the link to my playlist in one of the chapters? You know what I'll just post it on every chapter from now on. You're welcome. Oh and before I begin I would kindly ask you to please review and send me messages! I always love hearing your ideas and it really helps when I have writers block and I will absolutely give you credit for helping out with the chapter. Also I do not mention his name as Vincent because I don't know the situation if that'd be ok so I just say him or purple guy you of course will know who I'm talking about. Thanks guys! FNAF Songs Playlist: playlist?list=PLvQ-IGnQ7AlyYT9BxYtwb6k9mzwdUWrs_ *

Just as he suspected, a month after everything with the new building was settled there was an ad in the newspaper. "Vintage pizzarea given new life! Come be a part of the new face of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza! What could go wrong?" at that last statement he laughed. "What could go wrong huh? Well I can show ya."

He stood up and layed the paper gently down on his coffee table in replacement for his keys. He hopped in his old crappy car and drove to the location of his soon to be new job.

As soon as he pulled up he noticed they dumped a load in to this building. It looked almost as if it had a shiny tint with little sparkles peeking here and there. He got out of his car and reached the glass door. With a deep breath he stepped inside. He was greeted by the manager who he supposed had been waiting for someone to walk in all day by his reaction. "Hey how are ya!" he said with a firm shake of the hand. "What's your name?" before he could open his mouth the manager was pushing him in to the office "Nevermind we'll disguss that later so I assume you're here for the job?" he took a seat in the nice blue plush chairs and shifted uncomfortably. "Uh yeah." he said. Suddenly he felt a pressence. A sudden wave of guilt rushed through him and he felt like a normal person for once. His mind went back to the time where he felt... sane.

After a moment though it was gone and his mind slipped again and he went back to regular mentality. "Well are you interested in security? We still have a daytime opening."

He pondered this option for a moment. This would give him access to back rooms and also he'd be around the children all day. He smiled his menacing grin. "That sounds just perfect for me."

The manager smiled and stood "Welcome to Freddy's. Let me give ya a tour of the place huh?" He stood also and nodded. He took him to the room where all the main animatronics were. "This is Bonnie, Freddy, and Chica." his mind was filled with memories. "Yeah I remember them..." he said with an honest smile. The manager looked at him with satisfaction "Ah so you know of the ol' gang eh? Fredbears?" he laughed a bit and shook his head. "Oh yep... good times." completely forgetting of the tradgedy. Remembering soley of the good times he had there still content and right minded. Then a frown grew on his face remembering Golden... he's not here. It wasn't much of a suprise to him but it still brought him down to think the thing that meant his life to him, the thing he gave up his life to save, didn't mean a thing to them. He sniffed a bit getting teary eyed, his soul further shattering into even smaller pieces. Then his pain and sadness grew into anger.

He looked into the eyes of the manager. The manager thought he just remembered something very sad, then he thought of what it might be...

"So as you are about the same age as me you probably remember clearly of John..." he said. The manager knew he was going to mention it eventually but he wished he hadn't. He switched feet and looked to the floor beneath them. "Well yes but it's a story we don't tell to anyone." his liped twitched. His mind was heating he wanted to know what the hell kind of story the conjured up. He knew what he told them but who knew what they told everyone else. "Tell it to me." the manager looked at him with almost a face of disgust. He then reassemled his composer. "Well ok I assume as you work for us now you deserve to know a little behind the scenes. I just ask that you do not tell any customers or anyone else about this story, don't even talk about it with co-workers this is the only time I want this story muttered within this building."

He switched his eyes to glare at the manager. "Back not to long ago at the old location the family who ran the place had a son named John.-"

There it was again. A sudden change of temperature and mood surrounding him. He shut his eyes tight and shook his head slightly 'don't feel sorry for the little brat.' he thought to himself.

"Well before animatronics became their source of entertainment they walked around in costumes portraying these figures. There was the normal gang and then there was a special character, Golden Freddy."

His heart jerked and his eyes burned at the mentioning of the name. It has been 20 something years since he'd last heard that name spoken or anything related to it.

The manager continued on "Well John had this facination with ol' Goldy. He was attached to the mans hip constantly."

His mind once again flashed back to John and how he was always right beside him all day everyday. Then he heard the scream. The scream that John made with his last breath. His head jerked up and his whole body jumped. This wasn't just a memory, it sounded real. Like he was right there, doing it all over again. The manager looked at him with concern "Uh are you alright?" he shook his head furiously. "What the hell..?!" he said shivering. The manager rested his hand on his shoulder and he came back to reality. That whole moment his mind sent him back, he saw the old building... he was in it. He was there... killing John...

That was it the last bit of guilt he ever felt. As soon as he came back whatever was making him see these things had no power over him anymore. If anyone thought he was as far gone as he could possibly be to begin with, oh they were wrong now. The memories were gone now. He knew the name he knew the story but for all he knew someone else did it. His whole life and everything bad he's ever done was gone.

The manager asked once again if he was ok and he just nodded with a smile. "Continue." he said. The manager looked very disturbed. He didn't know what kind of episode he just witnessed but the fact that he was content and happy exactly after is what knocked his head.

But as he was requested he continued. "Well anyway on the day the new animatronics arrived John misteriously disappeared." the look on the managers face said it all. He knew damn well what happened. They found out somehow...

"Mr. Fazbear thought it was because Golden Freddy wasn't in the new gang so he went... well crazy."

This part and on though, he didn't know so well he was in hiding by then and anything that wasn't in the news he was new to. He'd heard little about once on the rare grocery shopping trips. Someone said something about him being admitted to the asylum. Anything he says will never be taken seriously by anyone that's how off his rocker he was. There's crazy and insane, he was insane... Mr. Fazbear was crazy.

"He began building... a Golden Freddy suit..."

His head shot up and his eyes went right through the managers.

"Yeah I know... he thought John would come back home if he heard of Goldens return... I mean he never did come back but we still keep the suit in the back... it's something he put in his will suprisingly. 'In anycase something worse happens to me and I slip further down I don't care what happens to the company but if it is ever re owned the suit is demanded to be kept there. Whether in use or not it must be there. If my restaurant is never remanaged I order it stay in my home or with a close family member or friend preferably any of the men who worked with me all those years.' is what he said exactly."

His face was filled with interest and amazement at all this new information he was gathering. "Eh what the hay let me show it to ya."