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Hello reader, I am back and I want to say thank you for the likeness on my story, thank you and yes I am the only one who come up with the idea knowing this story was living inside my mind for about I don't know few weeks ago or was it a months ago, I don't know something that I come up with it since the game was release years ago including several chapters of the event of the game as well.

Anywhere the prologue is now complete since the chapter took me a little over a week, I know it was suppose to be late including June. But in truth I already start working toward the prologue session. Sorry about it. But anywhere, enjoy the chapter, I hope you will love it. Enjoy.

Prologue:

"Someone help me, please!" a man who cried out in heavily scream at the top of his lung that's echoing across the main corridor while he keep on running and running away from all this happening. But why is he running? Running from what exactly? And furthermore, why he start running? As a man who keep on running after running, hoping that someone will respond his call. Call to who exact? Unless he is trying to seek anyone who needed his help. How could that happen? He thought to himself that his mind is rapidly shaken. How could they somehow turn against us? We trust them and help with all our love and support and now they somehow start attacking me and my fellow co-workers! But why they attacking us? As he keep on running when his appearance revealed to the world that a man who somehow in his early 40's, light pigmentation colour, dark eyes colour, bald head with seemingly light brown across between his ear that around toward his back of his head and yet the clothing what's wearing what appear to be a co-worker uniform in dark blue colour with thick baby grey across his upper arm and lower leg, with heavy black boots and black gloves. And yet his right hand is somehow covering his left arm, which mean something has happen to him. But who?

He's not sure what's going on today since everything is fine, until, the unexpected that somehow shock toward him and his fellow co-workers. That's why he's somehow starting running, when many of his good co-workers were somehow end up in a nasty that he don't want to talk about it. Ever since he admire the place when he was little that somehow change his life. He pass college degree. Got a job at the age of 23 where he start working there – not to mention good money toward his salary and benefit – befriend some of his colleagues that he know them for a while. Taught some new employees with good and humble words to them to make sure that everything is okay. They are like family to them. Until something went wrong.

He's not sure why. But something is wrong to know what's happening today.

"Please someone help me!" he tries to call out for help. But no respond. While he resumes running. He try to clench his left arm with his right arm, which mean he is now serve wounded by sheer force that done to him with small spec of blood that's already leak down toward the floor. He's mainly out of shape, but he's still running fit from all his gym session back when he was teen and his prior adulthood over these years. And now he's afraid. So afraid that he keep hearing those scream. Terrible, unforgotten screaming that somehow make his blood run cold including his eyes are now shaken in fear, even his skin is now ghost-like pale for seeing the unforgettable horror that's rapidly effective on him. Even his heart is now pumping very fast while he keep on running. Until he's stopping running in the main corridor in bright white colour with primary colour of red, blue and yellow are waving separate in upward and downward in random direction including the floor are cover with square pattern in same primary colour. He's still not sure what happen today. It never like this. Not even once. He's hoping to see if anymore who's still alive and explain to them what's going on. He guess that his fellow mate will said the same thing that none of them have no idea what's going too. And yet his left arm is still serve wounded and bleeding at the same time, if he could have some first aid from any office or any staff office that's provide it for him. Once he's slowly regain his breath back from all his running effort and then suddenly –

CRASH! And BANG!

"Oh no!" he cried out in fear that the sound is coming from quite near him. But more like closer what he think that he hear from it. "They're coming!" his voice is already starting to panic that he have no choice to start running yet again. Hoping he will trying to avoid them so that they won't do what happen toward his fellow colleague. As he keep on running and – "Why did you start attacking us?" he shouting that's echoing across the main corridor. "We didn't mean to you. Any of you! You guys are the best and loveable characters that we admire you ever since. But why did you start attacking us?" He's hoping for respond, but no one did.

Just him. Only him.

Once he keep on running after running for not sure how does it take before they will catch him up or find him so that they will quickly rushing toward him and end him for good. That was worry him – no – fear him if they manage to caught up with him. As he continually running, but he somehow ignore when few spec of blood that slowly dripping within each step per second, but he need to head on and focus toward the main exit. Yes. Exit. He need to find one. Knowing the area that he work is massively big, they'll make any co-workers in complete lost, well luckily for them that they are professional that they'd knows around the building for good start. Either way, he need to find one and then find a telephone line connection so that he will contract the main authority like police or even military that will stop them completely. Except there is one problem because, well, many police and military soldiers were in fact fans toward the main products from their remote childhood, which its bad since they don't want to shoot down their remote favourite character that they know them for a while.

But first: exit. Yes, that is his main goal, to find an exit. What about first aid to stop the bleed? That's as well. So that, if, he can make it out there alive so that his car is waiting for him. To drive off. And away from that dreaded nightmare he's having right now.

Once he keep on running, until praise to be hold that he somehow arrive at the main centre that is closer toward the main reception area. That centre is the heart toward everything. The heart where people such as kids, teenagers and adults will enjoy seeing it. That centre is his lifetime dream where he keep coming in and out at the same time that make him special, where he see it everyday, every weeks and every years when he keep looking at it. The Main Lobby, a place that was connective toward everything such as Innovation, Theatre, Cafeteria and many others where he saw in big bold white letter that he see.

He look at the place. Knowing that place since the moment he arrive toward the main Lobby when he was kid. He never forget that place. That place make him special to him. And do you know why that place make him special?

Well, here's your answer.

While he's running out of breath after he arrive toward the Main Lobby that is close toward his freedom. However, he need some rest. Yes, some rest in order to regain himself so that he get enough energy left to leave the place and call for help. Will he make it out there alive? However as he look and see toward the Main Lobby, a bright colourful room in white with red, blue and yellow along with his favourite characters that he remember when he was kid that's stick across the wall. That is the reason why he love that place, it is his favourite area that he want to see and hear is your solution that may come with a shock toward the end. He carefully walk toward the main centre where he's sitting on top of the building block where he's normally play when he was toddler, but he can't remember the age that he was playing at his time before he got older. Once he's sitting down to regain his breath back so that he'll get enough energy and get out of the place.

Once he's sit down and slowly regain his breath back, despite the wounded toward his left arm from serve damage by sheer force since what happening today. That today. Today it was total unexpectedly that no one knows why they somehow turn and against him along with his fellow friends and co-workers at same time. He keep thinking those screaming over and over again like its never let go. Like one minutes it was fine that today is perfect day – apart from those lousy weathering such as heavy rain for example – until then WHAM! A sudden chaotic that's spread across the entire factory for keeping those screaming, their yelling and worst the monstering sound that make everyone afraid.

Everyone!?

He's soon realise that everyone meaning everybody in that factory. Not just men or women who work there. But also . . . He's prayed if any of them still be alive and well. He see them and yet he'll provide the support they'd need the most. But fear is another thing that, well of his co-worker were in fact married. Which its going to be a huge problematic for him if he tell toward the police about it so that they will find –

When suddenly he quickly cover his mouth that's about to regurgitate since he had breakfast in the morning that's couldn't cope what happen since everything went dark. However little that he didn't know that will shock him completely.

"What is going on around here?" he said himself by question that his mind is like scumble that he have no idea what's going on. "Why did they start attacking us? We didn't mean to them, well, beside, few occasional that I have no idea what's going on since words got out," he look around, hoping those or more of them do show up. "I . . . just can't get my head out," he struggle to know what is going on around here that's living inside his head. Knowing today is indeed a perfect, until, everything went sudden, like nothing happen. He's not sure what happen, since everything went into chaos where he hear dozen of screaming. All those screaming that he keep hearing so that he'll never forget what he hearing from them. Those screams. The endless scream that will make him nightmare forever. Knowing it is a struggle for him. "I don't understand why they'd attack us. What's got into them?" he keeping those words over and over again, knowing he's still can't figure out why they somehow attack without notice. Have they done it before? Well apart from one or two incident from what he heard about not so long ago since he heard that several employees were involve with this. But that – that is something is not sure what happen, knowing there are so many question that's need filling to know why. But unfortunately for him before he leave the place. Guess where he's sitting?

Once he's trying to understand the solution, when unexpected has happen to him like something touching and place toward his shoulder. Is there another person who somehow manage to find the way out? But where is a puffing? Where is the breathing from their prolonging run that they been though? But why he didn't hear another running footstep that's coming toward him? Well the revealed begins now. Once he felt something touch toward his shoulder – right shoulder. He semi-frozen within second, like he felt something that he never felt anything since he was kid back then. He could his left arm, but his arm is injured from sheer force that's did to him. But instead he use his right arm to let go his left arm and revealed small, but amount of blood that's lead though and slowly touch toward the unexpected feeling. Once his fingers are now approach and felt – mittens? No, those are not mittens, because he recognise that hand back when he was kid. He never forget those touch and inside it contain Velcro that will hold anything without let go. His face is now pale, his eyes are now widen, his pupils is shaken and not only that his heart pumping very fast and his breath quickly rapid it inhale and exhale out from his mouth in repeat cycle. And when he realise now why that room is very important to him. Because that room is where . . . When he left his head up, slowly. Very slowly. And when he look up and see -

AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

He scream so loud at the top of his lungs. When HE too is started screaming in unearthly sound like high-pitching sound and charge toward that worker within second and then everything went black.

I know this is short, but like I said this is a prologue before the big session come along. Trust me, I have done so many fanfic for the past over 5 years since I keep doing it. True story.

So yeah, we both know what period take place in the main event toward the factory. However here is a rough draft idea version that it was suppose to be a groups of kids roughly in-between 15 toward 18 years of age have somehow entering an abandon factory where all of them admire and amaze the place. All of them were wondering to know why the co-worker haven't finished develop more toy. One of them. The oldest - Darren - who believe that place is nothing more than a boring place that he prefer regular action toy like Action Man or man-like sport. All of them did get in before they met Huggy Wuggy and make a fun excuse toward when Darren make a dare toward the youngest until everything goes wrong.

But however that part is scarp off because Darren and his friends were in fact killed by Huggy Wuggy and I think it is very disturbing for doing that. So no, that part is way over the topic from what I think about it. That is why I change the part where a single worker who running for his life and then he met his fate. And I think its work perfect to related on Chapter 3: Playcare.

Anywhere the next one is going to be a while and please don't force me to create another chapter or force me to use Grammarly and don't judge toward my writing thank you. Because this chapter took me weeks to think about it thank you. Knowing I got some one or two rough house in the past. Very true story. Anywhere I'm on break to regain my strength back and focus toward the next one, thank you. So yeah the next one is going o be a while, thank you. That the next one is focus toward a former employee - The player. Don't worry the Doctor and Clara will arrive in future chapter ahead. Don't worry they will come. So yeah, the next is focus toward the Player in the main game.

Until then - 'What's the time? Playtime!'