Greg needed to be alone. He couldn't stand to be in the same room as his friends. Seeing Bonnie and Chica made him feel guilty because Foxy hadn't been taken apart. Lucy wanted to be by herself more than Greg did, but she didn't want to leave the Parts and Service Room more. Peter couldn't talk, so Greg could never tell what he was thinking or what was bothering him. Will was the worst now though. He had used to be Greg's friend; he was the first kid to be Greg's friend when his family had moved. Now though, Greg wasn't sure if this was the same Will Greg used to know. Greg didn't like that Will kept on calling him Foxy, and it bothered him even more when Will called himself Freddy. Greg didn't want to be in this suit. He didn't want to be Foxy.
The Puppet was the only one who hadn't really changed. It was the only one that was still nice to Greg. The last time that the Puppet had come to see them though, Will made it so that Greg didn't feel well enough to talk to the Puppet. So, Greg had decided that he'd go and talk to the Puppet. It would be someone at least.
Foxy heard a faint clicking noise.
-CUSTOMER DETECTED-
-TRACKING-
The new system was annoying to Greg, but he had gotten used to having text flash inside of his head by now. It was the same kind of thing back in the first Fazbear's. Still though, the text wasn't going to go away until Foxy checked on whatever was making the noise, which, judging from where the noise had come from, Greg guessed to be the night guard. That was going to be a problem. The last time Greg had seen the night guard, he had flashed a light right at Foxy's eyes from his office. It made Foxy go wonky and take a few steps back to his starting point from the Parts/Service room. Greg hadn't seen the night guard clearly; he couldn't distinguish anything about him other than that purple shirt. Greg didn't like the color purple. It made him think of bad things that he didn't want to think about. That was one of the reasons why he had been so scared when he was at the first Fazbear's; purple, everywhere. It was constantly in his face, making Greg think bad thoughts, making him think back to…Greg stopped himself before he got that far. He had managed to live with purple, but he still didn't like it. The night guard was just going to be something that he had to deal with. Greg thought that if he was quieter this time, he could slip through the main hallway. Once he did that, he could work his way to the Prize Corner past the new show stage (Greg knew the layout of the store even if he hadn't ever moved very far beyond the Parts/Service room because Foxy had a map downloaded into his head with the new programming.) It occurred to Greg that the Prize Corner wasn't too far from the Kid's Cove where the new Foxy was. Greg didn't want to see it though, especially with how the Puppet had described it. He didn't want to see Peter's head looking at him. That made Greg reconsider going out, but he had been alone for a very long time in the dark. Greg needed someone that didn't scare him or make him feel bad.
Greg started to creep through the main hall. He heard a click. Thinking the night guard saw him, Greg turned Foxy's head down towards the main office. Foxy performed a facial scan on the night guard; something that the animatronics did anytime they saw someone. The scan came out.
-CHILD PREDATOR DETECTED-
Child predator? What did that mean? Greg thought that he had heard that word before. He thought to himself. He had heard that word when he was at the first Fazbear's. It was a word that Greg had heard a lot of times, now that he thought about it. There were police, employees, even parents that had talked about it. Every time they had talked about it, Greg remembered that they had been talking about him and his friends. They were talking about…
Greg tried to stop it, but the thought was coming. There was something else, something from Foxy…
…
"Hey Foxy, what's new on the plank?"
…
Purple.
Child predator.
The Purple Man was in the office. The person that had tricked them all and hurt them, and left them like this. All the pain that Greg had felt, both from himself and from his friends, was because of the Purple Man. Where was the night guard? Unless…was he...was the night guard the Purple Man? Something had to be wrong…why hadn't Greg seen him earlier? Why hadn't any of the other animatronics given them a warning? Why hadn't the Puppet?
At first, Greg wanted to run away and hide. He had to get away before the Purple Guy found him. He started to move Foxy's legs and walk. He bumped into someone and fell into one of the Party Rooms. Greg almost screamed out, but stopped when he saw it was Toy Freddy. It was the first time that Greg had actually met Will's replacement. Toy Freddy only gave Foxy a look before refocusing on the Purple Man. Greg received data transferred from Toy Freddy.
-CHILD PREDATOR DETECTED-
-ERROR: POLICE CONTACT DISABLED-
While the two animatronics communicated, The Purple Man looked out from the office and flashed his light, most likely guessing that Toy Freddy had come his way. Toy Freddy got reset, and when the light was turned off, it had walked away. Foxy however had not been reset, having avoided looking directly into the light.
So what was he supposed to do? Greg just wanted to go back into the Parts/Service room and hide…but the Purple Man would find him there too, Greg knew it. He would find him and hurt him again.
Greg couldn't stay here, and he couldn't hide. There was nothing to do. Foxy grabbed at its head and curled up in the fetal position. Greg stated to panic. From the office, he could hear the constant clicking as the Purple Man cycled through the cameras. Sooner or later, he was going to get to a camera that showed Foxy. When Greg realized that, he scooted back out into the hall. Nowhere to hide except right in front of the Purple Man, and as soon as he looked up, he'd see Greg. The Purple Man would find him if he stayed, and he would find him if he went back. So, did that mean that the only way was forward? It was crazy, but Greg started to get an idea. Could Foxy stop the Purple Man? Could it, maybe…just maybe…hurt the Purple Man the same way he had hurt Greg? Greg didn't want to go near the Purple Man, but the more he thought about it, the more he thought that there was nothing else he could do. He had to get the Purple Man before the Purple Man got him. Greg didn't want to, but there was no other choice.
Greg forced himself to take steps forward, one at a time. He got pass the first two Party Rooms. The Purple Man still hadn't looked up. Greg knew that if the Purple Man saw him, he wouldn't be able to move. The text kept on flashing.
-CHILD PREDATOR DETECTED-
He couldn't let the Purple Man know he was here. Foxy reached the next two Party Rooms. Each step was getting harder to take. He didn't want to go into the office. He wanted to go back to the Parts and Service room where it was safe, but the flashing text kept on coming up:
-CHILD PREDATOR DETECTED-CHILD PREDATOR DETECTED-CHILD PREDATOR DETECTED-
It wasn't safe. Nowhere was safe with the Purple Man here. Greg forced himself onward.
-CHILDPREDATORDETECTEDCHILDPREDATORDETECTEDCHILDPREDATORDETECTED CHILDPREDATORDETECTEDCHILDPREDATORDETECTED CHILDPREDATORDETECTED-
Greg reached the end of the hall, and realized he couldn't move his feet. Foxy literally couldn't move his feet forward. He couldn't go into the office. He couldn't go where it was light and where the Purple Man could see him. There was nothing he could do. Still in the dark, Greg had another panic attack; Foxy grabbed its head and curled up in the fetal position. In his panic, Greg got a mad idea; maybe, if he ran at the Purple Man, he'd be able to get past his fear. He could get the Purple Man before the Purple Man saw him. It would be like jumping off of the spring board; you just had to do it all at once. Foxy took a few steps back. Foxy crouched.
At the worst possible time, the Purple Man looked up. He didn't even look suspicious; he just looked bored. He flashed his light down the hallway. It illuminated Foxy crouching.
…
He's here. The Purple Man is here. He's going to hurt me again.
You can't be right, dummy. How could he be here?
But…yeah…yeah, the police got him, didn't they? Locked him up and threw away the key, right?
They let him go, don't you remember? Why don't any of you believe me?
No…no…I don't want the Purple Man to hurt me again...
Will, where are you going? He's out there! We need to hide!
No. The Purple Man hurt Robbie. I'm going to make him sorry.