We are not brave,

We are not wise,

We stand at the edge of the borderlines.

But we stand here,

All together…

On Carl's instructions, Max carried Mike to Carl's car. Carl Fazbear sat in the driver's seat and pulled out his mobile. "Who are you calling?" Max asked.

"Reinforcements." Carl then left with Mike to the nearest hospital.

Everyone was up on stage (with the exception of Foxy and Tex, who were in Adventure Cove), getting some well-needed 'sleep'.

A few hours later…

The 'reinforcements' turned out to be the medic (Cain), the janitor (Fawkes) and the programmer, (Kasey).

Cain Tiberium was, well, he was big. He was bald with a moustache and beard. He also had an eye patch over his left eye. He spoke with a slight Russian accent. Cain is one of those people who care more about their work than anything else. Oh, and furthering science anyway possible.

Steven Caswell was what many people would call mysterious. He was tall, middle-age, with dark hair, dark eyes, and just the hint of a beard. He wore a beige trench coat and black pants. He spoke with barely more than a whisper, but somehow, you could always hear what he was saying. He wasn't paid to talk; he was paid to clean up bodies.

Kasey Drake was the opposite. She was young, about her thirties, wore bright clothes, and you always knew it when she entered the room. She almost seemed like someone out of an anime. She sang to herself when she worked, and didn't care who heard.

Max showed them inside. "Alright, you three know why you're here, so if you need anything, I'll be in the Office." With that, Max turned and walked away. Steven started to clean up the metal and foam that was left after the fight.

By now everyone was beginning to wake up. Sammy went over to backstage, looking around to see if anyone was watching him, before heading inside. Cain noticed this, and followed Sammy inside.

Cain walked in and the door shut behind him. Sammy had shut it. "You lied to me." Not only was Cain the company medic, but he was also one of the scientists that had 'taught' Sammy when he was first activated. He had personally performed the memory wipe.

"I'm sorry, but what are you talking about? I'm afraid I do not know what you mean."

"Samuel Jordan."

Meanwhile…

"Hey Bonnie."

This came from both Kasey and Chica as they entered the room, Kasey from Backstage and Chica from the kitchen. What caught Bonnie's attention was that they both said it at the exact same time. And they almost sounded exactly the same too.

Bonnie looked from Kasey to Chica, then back again. Kasey and Chica looked at each other.

Kasey was the first to speak. "Well this is awkward…"

In the meantime…

"O-Oh. I see. You remember. Then you must also remember that it was pretty much the only way to save you."

"Yesss, I know, but you wiped hisss memory. You killed Samuel."

Cain folded his arms. "Now, I wouldn't say that-"

"Yes you did. A person is pretty much dead if no-one remembers them. Like they never existed."

They were interrupted by a knock at the door. "Hey, is everything alright in there? I heard shouting."

"Yea, Freddy," Sammy answered, "everything's fine." He turned back to Cain. "I'm not finished with you yet."

"Wait! Samuel-"

"I am not Samuel…" Then he left.

Later…

Kasey and Chica stared at each other.

Steven and Bonnie stared at each other.

Cain and Foxy stared at each other.

Bonnie spoke up. "So let me get this straight. Me, Chica and Foxy are programmed with the personalities of you three? And Freddy is based off of Mr Fazbear's father?"

"You would be right." Cain replied.

Chica cut in. "So then you three are basically what we would be like if we were human? Spooky."

Kasey started to speak again. "And Dottie, Tex and Blue are probably based off of someone else too."

"And Sammy?"

The three humans glanced at each other nervously. "Uh… Sammy is, well…"

Sammy was avoiding everyone like the plague. He had some serious thinking to do. I feel sick… I'm just a bunch of lies and body parts… I'm Not Samuel…

…I'm a monster…

No you're not…

…Who are you?

…IT'S ME…

Well, this chapter wasn't the best, but it's the best I can do for this chapter… My writer's block has lifted, sort of. I'm thinking of wrapping up the 'main' story in the next two chapters… THEN IT'S FINALLY TIME FOR THE OC SHORTS!