The following takes place during the events of Don't Leave the Office.
Who are these people Freddy?
…They're the Purple Man.
All of them?
Yes. He's the only person who'd be in the store after it closed.
There's more of them here?
What should we do?
Just stay still and wait. The Purple Man doesn't know we're here.
…
Pat pulled himself on stage next to Carla on stage, smiling at Freddy's face. He looked back at Kaylee.
"You having fun yet?"
"They're animatronics. Did you expect them to sing and dance for you?"
Pat shrugged. "Maybe."
Lee tapped Kaylee on the back.
"Lighten up, sis."
Gabe had gotten up on stage too, looking around it.
"Shouldn't there be an on/off switch somewhere?"
"I don't see anything." Pat answered, looking up and down the stage.
Carla walked in front of Freddy, looking out into the Dining Area from his perspective. She smiled, probably imagining herself on stage. Her grin turned into a smirk.
"You guys heard about the kids that were killed here?"
Gabe rolled his eyes at Carla and waved his hand in dismissal. "Oh, pfft."
"Everyone knows that story, Carla." Kaylee said. "Some guy dressed up in a Freddy Fazbear suit and lured some kids into a back room."
"They caught the guy…" Carla went on, grinning maniacally. "But they ne…"
Lee interrupted her. "Never found the kids, yeah, we know. And they say that people started noticing bad smells coming from the animatronics, and that they noticed blood and mucus leaking from their faces." He recited automatically.
"And they say that sometimes, if you go into a bathroom with the lights out, look in a mirror, and say 'Golden Freddy' three times, he'll appear and stuff you inside a spare suit."
Everyone stared at Carla in disbelief.
"You just made that up." Pat said in finality.
Carla sighed in disappointment and looked at Freddy with her hands on her hips. Lee got up on stage, grinning back at Kaylee, as if saying "Beat you." Pat walked up in front of Bonnie, strumming his guitar. Carla leaned in, looking inside Freddy's mouth, nose wrinkling.
"Guys, this thing really does smell."
"Yeah. Sure." Gabe said dismissively.
Carla's prank was so predictable. Kaylee didn't bother paying attention to her, instead looking at Freddy's face.
Which meant she was the only one to see him blink.
"Guys, I'm telling you that I smell…"
Carla's insistence was cut off when Freddy's jaw slammed down on her face, removing more than her frontal lobe.
The other four stood transfixed at Carla, whose body twitched slightly, and then fell off the stage. Kaylee was about to scream when someone beat her to it.
Bonnie dropped his guitar and grabbed Pat around the neck, screaming in his face. Pat screamed the second later, followed by everyone else.
Fueled by sisterly instinct, Kaylee grabbed Lee by the back of his belt and pulled him off stage, just before Chica could grab him, screaming an ear-splitting screech.
Pat cried and screamed for his life, trying to fight off Bonnie's grip. Freddy grabbed Pat's legs, and he and Bonnie picked up Pat. Gabe, Kaylee, and Lee all ran for their lives, Chica in pursuit.
…
Guys…
Not now Foxy.
The Purple Man's in here with me…
He's in the Pirate Cove? What's he doing?
H-he's hiding behind the curtains in front of me…
He doesn't see you?
It's dark in here…I don't think so…
…Foxy…now's your chance…
…I'm scared Freddy…
You gotta do this Foxy!
…I don't think I can…
Foxy, he hurt us! He hurt us, and he just keeps on hurting others! Don't let him get away! Don't you remember what he's done?
Foxy remembered. He remembered now matter how hard he tried to forget. It was in those times he remembered the Purple Man luring him and four other children into a dark room. He remembered…he wasn't always Foxy. He had another name…they all had names…what was his?
Foxy...
What was that kid's name?
The Purple Man had realized he wasn't alone. He was starting to turn around.
What was my name?
Do it now Foxy! Kill him! KILL HIM!
The Purple Man looked at Foxy.
That kid's name…it was Greg.
The Purple Man's eyes widened and his mouth dropped.
And you hurt him.
The Purple Man screamed.
You hurt Greg!
Foxy swung his hook.
…
Is everyone ready?
I locked the door, Freddy.
Great.
Freddy, don't you want me to lock the other door?
No, we don't have time. We just need to bring them back here. If we lock the other door, he'll know; the power will get drained too quickly and they'll just try to hide.
Alright.
Let's get him guys. Let's make him sorry.
…
The girl and his brother shoot past me as I spin to my right. Chica's right there, screaming as I smack the bag of flour in her face and spin around again. Her jaws bite down right where my head was. Bonnie runs into her the next second, blinded by the flour. I reach down and grab the hairspray with my right hand, my lighter in the left. Freddy's almost within grabbing distance when I flick the lighter on in front of the hairspray, spraying out its accelerants.
Freddy's engulfed by flames. For a brief second, I feel bliss, finally getting back at that bastard. Then Freddy screams at me. I realize that I've got a giant p_ed off flaming teddy in front of me.
No matter how mad he is, getting set on fire at least distracts him long enough for me to jump over one of the tables. I flip it over, trying to buy time before I'm grabbed by Freddy and burned alive.
The animatronics aren't just staying still anymore. This might be the first time I've ever seen them actually moving. For robots that are always so clunky on stage, they are moving so fluidly now, like their bodies are organic instead of mechanical. Chica kicks the table at me, which knocks me over the next table. Freddy picks up the first table and throws it away. I run and climb onto the stage, hoping that I can buy some time while they're trying to climb up it.
What the hell am I looking at? I've learned that there are two kinds of fear. Up until now, I've been experiencing one; watching and waiting while predators get closer and closer to their prey. Now, I see the other, watching monsters that are tearing apart anything in their way to get to me and tear me apart, and in front of them is Freddy, his suit on fire and his eyes glaring up at me. They jump on stage, faster than I did. I back into the wall.
The smoke from Freddy's suit finally activates the sprinklers. The animatronics stop when the water hits them. Freddy's fur is finally put out, but I've done what I wanted to do. The water from the sprinklers has put out the fire, but it's also peeling away at the damaged remains of his suit. I think the sudden cold that followed the extreme heat has done more damage to the suit then the burning does. Freddy's features begin to rot and fall away. He looks at his hand, and the fur falls off. Soon, his entire face falls away. I see now what's underneath. It almost looks like a human skeleton, but blockier. It still has eyelids though, and that's how I know how angry Freddy is now. Whatever high I felt I had gets blasted away as the endoskeleton grabs me around the throat and starts to squeeze.
…
Bonnie and Chica grabbed the endoskeleton.
Freddy turned around.
What are you doing?
PURPLE MAN!
The animatronics started to drag the Purple Man away.
NO! Stop! I'm not the Purple Man! He just burned by costume off! He's right there! He's right there! STOP!
You hurt us Purple Man! Now we're going to hurt you!
Chica and Bonnie dragged the endoskeleton Back Stage. It was hard to move. The Purple Man had clogged their gears with dough, but it didn't matter now that they had the Purple Man. Now they could make him answer for what he had done.
Stop! You don't know what you're doing!
Chica and Bonnie began to push the Purple Man into the suit.
Guys, it's me! It's Freddy! I'M FREDDY!
The Purple Man was pushed and ground into the suit. He stopped struggling. Bonnie and Chica stood there, admiring their work.
We finally got him Bonnie.
Yeah. Who knew he was disguised as Freddy.
But where's the real Freddy?
"Aaahhh…"
What was that?
Chica and Bonnie turned to where they had heard the noise. Bonnie walked towards it. It was Freddy, but it was just his head, left on a table.
Freddy?
Bonnie poked at the head.
Freddy, what happened to…
Suddenly, two purple endoskeleton arms shot out from Freddy's head. They clamped onto each side of Bonnie's head. He froze in place.
Bonnie!
The Purple Man leaped up from behind Freddy's head and threw it and Chica. It hit Chica in the head and fell into her hands. Freddy stared into Chica's eyes.
…F-Freddy?
The Purple Man leaped at Chica, hitting at her in the chest. Chica felt her endoskeleton fail, and the Purple Man hit her again in the head. Chica was able to see her face on a fridge magnet before the Purple Man jammed it at her head.
…
The Purple Men walked by the cove. They looked happy. Foxy remembered the last time he had seen the Purple Man happy. As they walked by the cove, Foxy slipped out behind him. He had been afraid for so long. It wasn't fair. Now Foxy was going to make the Purple Man scared. Now Foxy was going to hurt the Purple Man.
"Da da dum dum dum, da da dum dum diddily doom doom diddily doom…"
The Purple Men turned around.
"Move. Now, move!"
They ran. Foxy wasn't afraid of the Purple Man anymore. He was going to get him now. The Purple Man ran by an open door and pulled out a bottle. As he was running, he poured it on the floor behind him. Foxy was so close, his hook was right above the Purple Man's head…
The Purple Man turned at the last second. Foxy slipped on the soapy floor. He scrambled to get back to his feet. The Purple Man was in the office.
You're not getting away!
Foxy swung his hook and snagged the Purple Man by his backpack. He had him now. He pulled back, but then felt something pin him to the ground. Foxy looked, and he was on the floor, right next to the Purple Man, pinned down by the security door. His hook was still in the Purple Man's backpack. The Purple Man writhed out of Foxy's grip.
NO! I'll kill you! I'll kill you!
The Purple Man stood over Foxy and pushed the door button. It opened, and Foxy tried to writhe his was back up, but found he couldn't move. The door had bent the spine of his endoskeleton. The Purple Man kicked Foxy in the head and closed the door. It crushed Foxy's chest. The door opened again.
This isn't fair…
The door closed.
…
Guys?
I'm sorry Freddy. The Purple Man got away.
…I know. It's okay.
He made us hurt you, didn't he, Freddy?
Yeah…it's okay, I understand…
But, you're our friend, and we hurt you Freddy, I'm so sorry…
Don't worry. We'll get him for this. Is Foxy here?
…yes…
Foxy? What's wrong?
…purple man…hurt…
Take it easy Foxy, just take it easy.
…can't…stay…here…body hurt…
Just hold on Foxy. They'll repair us soon.
…will…hold…on…we'll…we'll get him…won't we?...
Yes Foxy. We're going to get him no matter how many times he comes back.