"Charlie..." Lucifer sobbed.

"W-what happened?" Charlie softly asked as tears still ran down her face.

"You hit your head in the elevator during the Cleanse." Lucifer and Charlie stopped hugging.

"R-Really?" Charlie touched her head.

"You can ask your friends if you want," Said Lucifer, "They were all there."

Vaggie, Angel, Nifty and Husker entered the room.

"Guys—,"

"We have it with us, don't worry, we heard you talk about while you were out cold." Said Vaggie, as Charlie felt relieved.

"Well, I'll leave you all alone now, I have to do some things now—,"

"Wait!" Charlie jumped out of bed as Lucifer turned around, "D-do you know about any children's deaths that happened in 1983?"

Lucifer looked shocked. "W-well, let me think..."

Charlie crossed her fingers, staring and waiting for her father.

"I'm sorry, dear, but unfortunately I don't remember any children dying in that year," Lucifer replied, "But I think you may be able to find some in the Room of Records."

Charlie's eyes sparkled as she smiled. "Thank you dad!"

Lucifer smiled and turned to walk out of the room.

"You're welcome Charlie."

—-

Alastor quickly got out of his room and slammed it, taking the letter from William with him. He had just heard the warning about Extermination Day, and he knew very well that Henry was going to come to him.

Looking around him he suddenly realised Evan and Elizabeth were gone.

"What?! No..." Alastor said as he quickly teleported to behind a couch in the lobby as he saw his two siblings in their normal demon forms. He saw Charlotte sitting behind Angel, passed out.

"Okay, back to the point. What are you guys doing here and what do you want from us?" Vaggie glared at Fredbear and Eleanor.

Alastor quietly kept on watching. He was preparing to defend his friends in case his siblings attack them. As he watched, the clock had reached the end of Extermination Day.

"W-we need-d-d-d that cassette t-tape." Fredbear nonchalantly straightened his vest.

"Why?" Vaggie glanced at her spear laying on the floor.

"Don't give it to—," Alastor stopped as he suddenly saw the face of Charlotte Emily looking at him through the window. She gave a signal to him worriedly. Alastor wanted to stay where he was, but this time he knew something was seriously wrong judging by her face. He quietly teleported outside of the hotel as he stared at Charlotte.

"We just want to help you. That demon is the reason why my brothers and I went to hell." Eleanor's face darkened.

"Wait- brothers? But there's only the two of you." Nifty spoke up.

"That is why we need the cassette tape." Eleanor looked at Charlie, who still didn't wake up.

"Charlotte, what are you doing here?" Alastor said as he quickly escorted the little angel away from the hotel.

"We need you to hide." Charlotte couldn't help but glance at the scene that was happening inside the hotel lobby.

"Why?" Alastor was confused but he still had his smile plastered on his face. Demons who were still alive from the Cleanse quickly hid as soon as they caught a glimpse of the Radio Demon.

"What?" Vaggie seemed confused.

"T-the pers-s-son you are looking for... Is o-our b-brother." Fredbear tilted his head.

"He's here. The angels are scared of him after what happened to daddy, and now he's headed for you." Charlotte said in a concerned tone.

"Don't worry, by the way he still doesn't know about Evan and Elizabeth." Alastor sighed.

"Oh—he does now." Said Charlotte.

—

Charlie and the crew were looking around records of people who died in 1983. Everyone was curious to why 1983 was a big deal to Charlie.

Angel tried to grab a pen when he felt like something fell out of his suit. He saw a book.

"What the heck is this?" He whispered to himself, wanting to not capture the attention of Charlie. The book had the title 'Survival Logbook'. The word 'Security' was crossed out with a red pen and replaced with 'Survival'. Inside there was a name written in red. Mike.

"Who the fuck is Mike?" Angel whispered to himself as Husker walked up to him. Angel quickly hid the book as soon as he saw Husker a few metres away.

"What are you doing?" Husker asked as Angel looked and smiled at him normally.

"Nothing." He replied. Husker raised an eyebrow but later walked back to where Nifty was.

"Guys...GUYS!" Charlie looked at a vault.

"What happened?" Asked Vaggie.

"What if we look into there?" Charlie pointed to the vault. Vaggie's eyes widened.

"What?! No, Charlie, we know that no one is allowed there unless you get special permission." Vaggie shook her head.

"I know, but, this is important to me, Vaggie." Charlie looked at Vaggie with puppy eyes.

"Uhh guys, would you mind if I go to the toilets? I need ta get this ink off my hand." Angel showed his inky hand to Charlie. She nodded and Angel was allowed to leave the Room of Records. He headed off to the bathroom and locked the door. He took out the Survival Logbook and slowly flipped through its pages.

There were already notes and comments taken down in red pen, but what made Angel intrigued about it was the faded text and the altered questions of the book. It seemed like 3 people were communicating via the book.

Was your favorite toy a plastic telephone?

The party was for you.

It was for me.

Angel squinted at the word 'party'. He had heard Charlie say something about a party— could this be what she was talking about? And what was so special about a plastic telephone? Flipping the pages backwards, he couldn't help but snort at a picture of a dabbing yellow bird when—

"What the hell?" Angel stopped flipping to see a drawing of a robot bear with wires sticking out of it. It looked a bit horrifying to Angel.

Angel looked at a clock hanging on a wall. It had been 30 minutes since he was excused to leave the bathroom.

"I wonder what they're doing now?" Angel muttered to himself as he left the bathroom.

Suddenly a powerful aura surrounded Angel. He looked up to see a shadow of a rabbit. It had glowing purple eyes, as well as a purple outline. It smiled menacingly at Angel, glancing at the Survival Logbook.

"Uh, hello?" Angel raised an eyebrow. The shadow said nothing but stare lifelessly at him.

—-

Alastor stared in shock at Charlotte.

"Say what now, dear?" He asked.

"He knows." Charlotte looked down.

After a while of slience Evan and Elizabeth (as Fredbear and Eleanor) appeared out of nowhere behind Alastor. Charlotte waved to them shyly.

"What happened?" Asked Eleanor. Fredbear looked at Alastor's face.

"M-Michael." Fredbear and Alastor's eyes came in contact with each other.

"He knows." Said Michael. Fredbear and Eleanor's eyes widened.

"H-he knows-s we-re he-here?!" Fredbear suddenly turned into Evan.

"What are we going to do?" Eleanor kept calm despite the shocking news.

"Do you still have the book?" Asked Charlotte. Alastor's eyes widened. The Survival Logbook. He had forgotten to bring it with him.

Looking at Alastor's expression, Charlotte looked hopeless.

"What if they took it?" Asked Eleanor, Alastor suddenly remembered he may have hidden it in an unworn suit of Angel's so that he could protect it for him. He was about to say it was in safe hands, but his mind suddenly told him that something was wrong.

"Wait... I think he's coming for it." Alastor turned to look at a building kilometres away. It was where Charlie had lived as the Princess of Hell.

"Well then, no time to lose!" Fredbear disappeared. Eleanor did so, nodding at Charlotte.

"Charlotte," Charlotte turned to look at Alastor, "Could you please give this to Henry?" Alastor handed a folded piece of paper to Charlotte, "Tell him that everything is in there."

"Okay!" Charlotte nodded and disappeared. Alastor looked once more at the building.

"We're coming for you, father."