Chapter 8: the souls live on

Mike turned and stared into the eyes of a blurry orangish suit. The dark didn't help him but he could tell it was the foxy suit. He stepped back when it's claw touched his shoulder, a big unnerved that the suit actually moved when they should be off. It made a few mechanical noises before mike actually heard a full sentence come out.

"Golden suit killed us." A small boys voice spoke from foxy.

"What?" Mike asks in disbelief as he slowly pulled back more "did you just speak to me."

"I... Don't... Under... Stand... Why... Are ... We back... Here... Freddy?" The voice spoke with a stalling, like its voice was going in and out.

Mike took a final step back an leaned against the door but went falling backwards as it opened. Fred was there and looked at the animatronic standing over mike.

"Foxy reset." He said clearly and the suit went back, but it seemed like it was very unwilling, it's eyes going black with white iris' "Mike are you okay?"

"Yeah... But what the hell!? He spoke to me and I was not sure how to process it... Why did he speak Fred?!" Mike asked in a panic as he stared at the room.

"It's probably the dead speaking to you through these things!" Came a familiar sarcastic tone of a man with glasses.

"Fritz this is serious! Those things spoke! It was a child voice and it was just creepy... What do you th-" he talked but was cut off by Fritz puttin his hand in front of mikes face.

"Child voice? Excuse me while I go make a call... He might want to hear this before we continue any farther." He said as he went to get his phone from a room only employees knew hidden behind the walls. "Maxwell I'm not joking, mike said he heard a child voice from the suit... Maybe your theory was right and what Vincent did actually caused a malevolent force to keep the souls here." He said after dialing a number quickly.

"Shit! I didn't want to be right... Damn it all! tell jack he must stay and watch in case we need an intervention, he worked with spiritual stuff in college majoring in it... Maybe if he saw it he could try an fix the problem before its to late." Maxwell said in the other end.

"An if he can't?" Fritz asked him with concern.

"That's not an option anymore fritz... Its time to repay mine, jack and mikes crime at the old diner... When we aided Vincent in getting the spring Bonnie suit... The scream of that kid haunt me still... As Vincent turned him into that puppet... Damnit if only we knew before it was to late! We could've stopped Vincent and avoided it, he said he needed the suit to entertain his brother for his birthday... Poor Damien couldn't even scream when he was turned into the puppet." His voice was breaking and fritz heard it "everytime I see that spring Bonnie suit in the back I remember how slow I was! And how weak!" He said

"You didnt know he would Max... Don't blame yourself." Fritz said and he heard a woman in the back say something similar.

The lady spoke on the other line "maxwell... Please get the baby from upstairs, dinners ready."

"Alright Marie... Ill see youtonightfritz... Make sure nothing goes wrong until me and Jack get there... We will free the kids and make sure Vincent never gets free... Just you wait." He said and hung up.

Fritz sat on a chair in the back and stared at the spring suit against a wall. It was broken and not safe to wear anymore, it gained the nickname "springtrap" from all the other employees. He goes over and sits near it.

"We are a lot alike... Empty and controlled by another person... If only they knew who I really was spring buddy... At least you get me..." He said sadly

He remembered wearing the suit and having fun laughing with jack who always wore the golden Freddy suit... The suit!

-to be continued