After everyone was inside, Springbonnie and I entered the Safe Room, closed it off, and reverted to our usual form.

"Well, that was eventful. Is everyone alright?" I asked.

Everyone nodded absentmindedly.

"What. The hell. Was that Vincent?" Freddy asked in confusion and anger as he threw his hands up in the air in an enraged gesture. "How could you touch them when you were a phantom?"

"How did you split yourself into two people?" Toy Bonnie questioned.

Toy Chica looked at me, scared. "What did you do to Nightmare and Nightmare Fredbear?"

Marionette glared. "How did you access your Humanoid Form?" He then crossed his arms.

"'ow did ye cause the room to turn purple?" Foxy questioned, scratching the side of his head with his hook.

Toy Freddy looked around, not recognising the room. "Why is there a hidden room in the pizzeria we didn't know about?"

"Springtrap, what else have you been hiding from us?" Golden demanded.

I mentally groaned at what I got myself into before raising my voice over the seemingly endless questions. "Ok, everyone, calm down, and I'll explain this the best I can," I then took a deep breath, even though I didn't need it. "First of all, there was always a Safe Room here. I've never mentioned it for certain reasons, and besides, you guys should've known since it's like the previous locations. Secondly, Springtrap is a combination of Springbonnie and me. I'm currently in charge since our Springtrap persona hasn't awoken yet." I explained. "Thirdly, Springbonnie and I will always be two separate people in the same body, so either of us can go into Phantom/Ghost Form, and because we're higher-ranked, we can interact with the physical plane, unlike you guys. Fourthly, Noelle's been working with our mechanics in her free time. That's why Springbonnie was able to use his humanoid form." I pause briefly. "Fifthly, the room turning purple is a supernatural quirk we have, and it's meant to be used as a cover. The colour depends on who's using it, and no one except us can see thru that aura/mist. Lastly, I temporarily disabled Nightmare and Nightmare Fredbear, so they'll be fine. Any more questions?" I finished leaving some things out and lying on a few parts as my ear twitched in annoyance.

Mangle raised a free limb, still in her Dismantled Form. "I have one. How did you know that wasn't the real Nightmare or Nightmare Fredbear?" She questioned as her endo head looked at me and tilted its head in confusion.

I take another deep breath to relax as my ears are lowered, hanging in front of my face a little. "Simple. Nightmare and Nightmare Fredbear appeared out of nowhere just as we were about to warn the other Originals, so naturally, I was suspicious and decided to observe them." I crossed my arms. "That's when I noticed they were acting differently, so I looked closer to see if there was anything off in their appearances, and they seemed fine until I looked at their eyes and noticed their eye colour was duller than usual." I gestured my head toward the unconscious Plushtrap. "Then Plushtrap showed up, confirming my suspicions, especially when they didn't react normally when he accused them."

Bonnie looked at me with a raised brow. "Then how did you know Plushtrap was telling the truth and not trying to trick us?"

I pointed at my eyes. "It was the spark of life in his eyes." I lower my hand. "Everyone has one, though you have to be trained or observant enough to see it daily. For various reasons, that spark can become brighter or dimmer, but it's gone when you die or are being controlled." I summarised the concept. "Nightmare and Nightmare Fredbear lacked that spark, while Plushtrap didn't tell me he was telling the truth, and you can't lie to me since it's easy for me to tell." I glanced over at Plushtrap and noticed his eyes flutter a bit. "Besides, why would Plushtrap make an accusation like that about his own leaders?"

Shadow Bonnie worriedly looked at Plushtrap, who was still in Mangle's arms. "What happened to him?"

"Yeah, the kid looks almost as bad as you." Shadow Freddy stated.

I mentally roll my eyes at the remark. "How about we ask him in 3 . . . 2 . . . 1," I said, counting down on my fingers as Plushtrap regained consciousness.

"Ugh . . . what happened?" Plushtrap groaned while rubbing his head.

"How did you–" Chica started to ask, but I cut her off.

"Know that he was going to wake up? Body language. His eyes fluttered a bit." I interrupted. "Anyway, Plushtrap, are you ok?"

"As I'll ever be," Plushtrap answered before jumping out of Mangle's arms.

"Plushtrap," Golden kneeled down to his eye level. "Can you please tell us what happened before Nightmare and Nightmare Fredbear tried attacking us?"

"Yeah, I can." Plushtrap sighed. "It started a while ago; it was just a normal day for us when those animatronics appeared out of nowhere. They introduced themselves as the Drawkills before they started attacking us. We fought back, but they overpowered and captured everyone except me. Then they installed some sort of . . . computer chip in the others' endoskeletons."

"'ow did ye escape?" Foxy asked curiously.

"I used some of the upgrades I got from Noelle to escape, and I've been practicing them like you said to do, Springtrap," Plushtrap said, then looked at me on the last part.

Here we go. I thought to myself as I saw Freddy's left eye twitch, which usually happened when he was annoyed or angry.

"Upgrades?" Freddy questioned and glared at me.

I raised my hands in surrender to try and placate him. "First off, Noelle's working on the upgrades, not me, and she didn't tell you about them since she's still working on improving them. Besides, it was supposed to be a surprise for all of you. Secondly, Golden Freddy already knew about the upgrades, so I wasn't doing anything wrong."

Freddy's eyes widened a bit before he turned to his younger brother. "You knew? For how long?" He asked, sounding a little hurt that his brother had never told him about this.

Golden smiled nervously. "Yes. I knew about them since that incident with Nightmare Foxy and Plushtrap a couple of Halloweens ago. The others wanted to see if Noelle could be useful to us, so we asked her to show us her skills. We suggested trying them on Nightmare Foxy or Plushtrap, but she refused and demonstrated on Springtrap."

Freddy looked at me with anger in his eyes. "What did she do?" He clenched his fists to his sides.

"Noelle repaired us back to when Springbonnie was in his 'golden' days with Fredbear, basically reviving him. She also helped us come to terms with each other so we wouldn't destroy ourselves," I paused quickly, debating on whether to mention the next thing. "In fact, you all have the upgrades, but it might not be as advanced as the ones we're currently testing, though, regarding our form and appearance changes, that's because of the Animatronic-Ghost Relations concept."

"The what-concept?" Toy Bonnie asked.

"With several exceptions, I'm not getting into. Most of us have a spirit and an animatronic side, but some of us have more than one of the former, though the animatronic side prefers to let us take charge. However, there are fusion personas created from the animatronic and spirit, and usually, you can't tell the difference between them, which often confuses others." I briefly explained.

"I see . . . but getting back on topic." Golden turned to face me. "When did she upgrade Plushtrap? I never took her to Marion's old home."

My right half-an-ear twitched as I remembered the incident I purposely didn't report once it was solved, but now I had to. "Remember when you guys couldn't find me and found that prototype plushie instead?"

"Yeah, Noelle was carrying it around while she was looking for you," Bonnie recalled.

"That was me," I admitted before switching to my Plush Form.

Everyone looked at me in shock.

"You were that plushie?" Chica asked.

I rubbed the back of my head and sighed briefly, wondering how this was my life . . . well . . . afterlife. "Yeah."

"When did this happen?" Toy Freddy questioned since he didn't remember.

"Not long ago. It was when you guys turned into the Nightmare Animatronics. I was the only one who was sane enough to fix the problem, but given my form, I couldn't do much, so I had to take Noelle with me for that, and because you guys started acting like the actual Nightmare Animatronics going after a comatose patient." I crossed my arms. "In short, we went to the Nightmare Realm, fixed the problem, and as a fail-safe, Noelle upgraded Plushtrap so he could prevent something like that from happening again."

"And when were you planning to tell us about this?" Toy Bonnie asked.

"About never," I muttered before reverting to my Default Mode. "Anyway, back to the matter at hand. We need to deal with these Drawkills and stop wasting time." I said, quickly denying anyone the chance to question me.

Freddy crossed his arms with a haughty look. "What do you suppose we do?"

"How about we fight, but not to our full power," Plushtrap suggested.

Toy Chica looked at Plushtrap with worry and confusion and then at the rest of us. "What? No plan?"

Being underestimated is the best thing for us. Hopefully, we can resist answering most of their questions if we're caught and chipped and no one knows about Noelle and the nite guards. Good thing I'm not rusty with lying and withholding the truth, but I'll have to sacrifice a few of my secrets to fight. I thought to myself as the others whispered amongst themselves. "I say that's our best option since we don't know what these Drawkills can do. Besides, I still have a few tricks up my sleeve." Soon after, the others started agreeing with me.

Golden looked around at the group. "So, I assume we're all in agreement?"

We nodded in agreement.

Golden, who is usually quiet, showed a rare enthusiasm. "Then let's show these Drawkills not to mess with us Originals!"

A moderate-volume cheer rippled thru the crowd, likely unaware that this room was soundproof; otherwise, they would've been louder. Hell, someone could die screaming in here, and no one would know unless the door was open, which I should know, having done that in a past location.

{You know that this is a suicide mission, right?} PG questioned when I headed towards the safe room door.

{I'm well aware of that.} I replied, opening it to let everyone out.

Springbonnie sighed. {I hope you know the risks of going in without a plan, Vincent.}

After everyone was out, I closed the door behind us and reset the traps to prevent anyone from entering the safe room without my knowledge or permission. {Relax. You know that I have a backup plan in case this fails.}

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We headed towards the Main Party Room, and when we got there, we saw the Drawkill and the Nightmare Animatronics arguing so intensely that they didn't notice us at all.

"What do you mean they escaped?" Drawkill Freddy yelled.

Nightmare looked down at the floor in shame, which I thought was humiliating, as Nightmare had pride. "Sorry, boss, but they disabled us."

Drawkill Foxy waved his hook in a carefree, dismissive manner. "They be cowardly sea dogs if they be runnin' away like that." He commented smugly.

I looked at them unimpressed and crossed my arms. "Who are you calling a cowardly sea dog?" I questioned them, which was against my usual nature of striking when they haven't noticed yet, but I'd rather they mistake me for someone foolish than one of the most dangerous to begin with; it would make it more fun for later.

The Drawkills and Nightmares immediately turned to face us, brandishing their claws, teeth, fists, and other weapons they had surprised and startled—a rush of satisfaction surged thru me at that.

Drawkill Chica quickly regained her composure as a mocking look appeared. "Well, well, well, look at what the cat dragged in."

"What happened to that one?" Drawkill Bonnie asked and pointed at me. "It looks like some dogs tore it apart."

I gave Drawkill Bonnie an unamused look and made a show of looking him up and down. "Well, you look just as bad."

"Enough." Golden stepped in front of us. "What do you want?"

"Ah, you must be the famous Original Golden Freddy, leader of all the Original Animatronics of the Original Dimension." Drawkill Freddy tipped his hat to him. "It's a pleasure to meet you."

"The pleasure is all ours, and you must be the infamous Original Drawkill Freddy, leader of the Original Drawkill Animatronics that I've heard so much about."

"Yes, I am," Drawkill Freddy confirmed, putting his hat back on.

"What do you want from us?"

"What we want is to take over all the dimensions, including this one for our master."

"Your master?" Marionette asked in a somewhat hostile tone, now next to Golden. "Who's your master?"

"That there be none o' yer concern." Drawkill Foxy snapped, threateningly holding his hook in front of him.

Freddy strode over confidently with a hard look in his eyes. "You're not taking over anything as long as we're here."

Drawkill Freddy sighed as if we were nothing but an annoyance. "Well, we didn't expect this to be easy, but we're willing to fight you for control." He then snapped his fingers.

The Nightmares and Drawkills then lunged, separating us into groups. The Toys fought against Halloween Nightmare Animatronics, while the Original Main Four challenged their Nightmare Counterparts. Plushtrap went against Nightmare Balloon Boy, while the Shadows began to fight Nightmare and Nightmare Fredbear. Marionette took on Drawkill Chica and Drawkill Bonnie as Golden fought Drawkill Freddy, leaving me with Drawkill Foxy.

"Arrr, I'll be makin' ye walk the plank to Davy Jones' Locker." Drawkill Foxy threatened and swung his hook at me.

I ducked out of the way. "A bit late for that; I've been decaying for about twenty years already." I continued dodging Drawkill Foxy's hook and claws, choosing to go on the defensive for now. I then noticed Marionette having trouble with Drawkill Bonnie and Drawkill Chica tag-teaming him. "Having a bit of trouble, Marion?" I called over my shoulder.

"What's it to you?" Marion yelled over the sound of the other battles.

"I'll trade you," I said, punching Drawkill Foxy in the stomach.

"What?" He mocked and dodged Drawkill Chica's talons. "Can't handle your opponent?"

"No, I have a bone to pick with them, and you don't seem to be doing so well." I kicked Drawkill Foxy in the face.

"Fine, they're all yours," Marion said as we traded opponents in mid-battle.

"Aww. We were having so much fun with him~" Drawkill Bonnie whined, continuing his attack meant for Marion.

I dodged.

Drawkill Chica then swiped at me with her talons. "Yeah, now we have to fight this thing."

I smirked at them and narrowly dodged her attack. "Well, sorry to ruin your fun, but I only switched because fighting two against one is unfair."

"But there's only one of you." Drawkill Bonnie pointed out, aiming a punch toward my face.

"Wrong," I said, dodging as I quickly separated from Springbonnie, who switched to his humanoid form.

Drawkill Chica smiled excitedly. "Ooo, this should be fun."

She and Drawkill Bonnie then charged at us. We leapt out of the way as they divided us as they did with the others. I started fighting Drawkill Bonnie while Springbonnie fought with Drawkill Chica.

I quickly avoided Drawkill Bonnie's attacks before glancing around to see how everyone else was fairing, and I noticed that a couple of them were knocked unconscious. {Damn it.} I cursed in my mind, dodging Drawkill Bonnie's fist.

{I told you that this was suicide.} PG stated.

{I know.} I punched Drawkill Bonnie in the stomach.

{When can I fight?} PG questioned eagerly.

{You can't.} I swept Drawkill Bonnie's legs from underneath him. {If they don't know about you, you can be more useful when we take them down because I don't think we're winning this.} Suddenly, as if I had predicted my own downfall, I was grabbed from behind and had a large hook against my neck.

"I caught ye. Ye swashbuckler," Drawkill Foxy said, his head next to mine as he pressed his hook closer to my neck.

I was about to escape when I saw Drawkill Bonnie get up, ready to launch himself at me. Two against one in this form? No. I can't do that. I may be dead, but my constitution is like it was when I was alive, which is the only downside of separating from my vessel.

"Surrender." Drawkill Bonnie demanded.

I could use my powers as a high-level ghost to teleport, but is the backlash of the others worth it? I definitely looked at Drawkill Bonnie while still pondering. "Never."

"Look around you. Your allies have been defeated." Drawkill Chica pointed out while restraining Springbonnie.

Damn, she took Springbonnie down. I pursed my lips. Then again, he wasn't much of a fighter to begin with without my help. I then looked around and saw everyone else was being restrained, too. The Halloween Nightmare Animatronics held onto the Toys, while the Original Main Four were constrained by their respective counterparts. I felt slightly amused when I noticed Nightmare Freddy's Freddlets climbing on top of Freddy, who looked very uncomfortable. I also heard PG laugh at the sight too. Nightmare Balloon Boy restrained Plushtrap as Nightmare held onto both Shadow Animatronics while Nightmare Fredbear constrained Marion, and lastly, Drawkill Freddy held onto Golden.

"Do ye yield?" Drawkill Foxy asked again.

I can't risk any more of my cards. They may have me physically, but they'll have to force my submission otherwise. My lip curled up. "I don't, and I won't submit to someone like you."

Drawkill Freddy scoffed. "As expected from someone posing as the Original Killer."

Springbonnie and I paused at the comment, then glanced at each other in confusion, and I could feel PG frowning in our mindscape.

{They can't know about HIM. There isn't anything that leads to HIM in ANY of the locations.} PG remarked directly to me as we purposely left Springbonnie out of the conversation this time.

I frowned as I knew he was right. The first thing I ever did when I was reactivated was search for any traces of HIM despite this whole building being privately owned by me and separate from Fazbear Entertainment entirely. How Golden found out about this place and even moved everyone here is still beyond me, as I can't ask him without him asking too many questions yet. {I don't think they do. While I'm not sure if HE knows about this place, I doubt HE strays far from home nowadays. They must mean me, but do they not believe I am myself?}

PG shrugged. {Sounds like it, but why us?}

Golden, who was just as confused as everyone else still conscious, gave the Drawkills a questioning look. "Excuse me, but what do you mean by 'posing as the Original Killer?'"

Drawkill Foxy jerked me back slightly. "The Cap'n means this here 'ere bilge rat be posin' as the Original Killer." He answered, clearly talking about me and, technically, Springbonnie.

Golden and those still conscious looked over at us.

"I don't know what they're talking about, nor will we ask. You already know that I'm the killer." I stated, assuming they weren't talking about HIM.

Drawkill Chica rolled her eyes. "Whatever you believe." She muttered under her breath.

"Also," Springbonnie looked at me. "I'm pretty sure that I killed the Original Killer."

Are you seriously asking me this? You're my vessel! You should be able to sense the connexion. I resisted giving Springbonnie a blank stare since I knew for certain I was dead as it was a long, painful thing, and I had to dispose of my own corpse when Noelle overhauled what she could with for now. "You did."

"Enough talking." Drawkill Freddy snarled with an annoyed look. "Let's get down to business. Shall we?" He motioned for Nightmare Balloon Boy to bring Plushtrap as he handed Golden over to Drawkill Bonnie, who restrained him.

While a bit robotically, despite what was done to make our movements more fluid, Nightmare Balloon Boy does as he was told.

"W-What are you going to do to him?" Chica asked with concern and fear.

Drawkill Bonnie smirked. "What he'll be doing to all of you."

Everyone watched as Drawkill Freddy deactivated Plushtrap and removed his mask before pulling out a computer chip and attaching it to Plushtrap's endoskeleton. He then put Plushtrap's mask back on and reactivated him as Nightmare Balloon Boy let go. Plushtrap fell to the floor limp as his systems rebooted. Several seconds later, he woke up, but I could tell he was different because his eyes were duller than usual, and he looked drained of all emotion. Plushtrap then turned to Drawkill Freddy and bowed to him, much to everyone's horror.

"What do you need me to do, boss?" Plushtrap asked, still bowing to the Drawkills.

Shit, this isn't good. I thought, knowing this is what was going to happen to all of us while also shelving bringing up the idea of making a metal shell around the inner workings of our heads to make it much harder to get into when I talked to Noelle next time if ever about her little project of revamping us.

"What did you do to him?" Mangle screeched in fear as her endo head tried sinking deeper into the tangled mess of limbs.

Drawkill Freddy looked over at us with a smirk. "The same thing that I'm going to do to you." He then motioned for Jack-o-Chica to bring him Toy Chica, who started screaming as she struggled to escape her grip.

"Enough! Leave them alone!" Springbonnie screamed, not wanting to see his friends being tortured, as I felt his protectiveness, fear, and anger surge from our connexion.

Drawkill Freddy looked over at Springbonnie and me with a silent order for the respective Drawkills restraining us.

Drawkill Foxy put his hook closer to my neck in warning. "Lass, make 'im shut 'is trap."

Drawkill Chica then gagged Springbonnie.

"Springbonnie, calm down," Golden said calmly, which was and wasn't surprising as he never really screamed when he died, but it was an impressive display of control and maturity given the situation. "We don't want to do anything rash."

"I agree, or you might make it worse for you and your friends." Drawkill Freddy threatened before doing the same thing he did to Plushtrap to Toy Chica.

Several minutes later, we watched Drawkill Freddy instal the computer chips into almost all the Toy Animatronics. At some point, Chica started crying in fear as Foxy tried comforting her. Drawkill Freddy then moved to the Shadow Animatronics, who seemed confident that they could avoid it despite being unable to escape under the bright lights and Nightmare's hold.

"Now, this is more difficult to do." Drawkill Freddy muttered before somehow solidifying both of Shadow Animatronics, who looked at him shocked before he deactivated and then installed the chips into both of them before moving over to Marion with a smirk. "Time to join your friends, Puppet."

Marion glared at him. "I swear I'm going to get you for this and make you suffer." He threatened, struggling a bit in Nightmare Fredbear's grasp.

The Drawkills, Nightmares, and the now mind-controlled Toy and Shadow Animatronics started laughing at Marion's words before Drawkill Freddy deactivated him.

I scoffed. "I wouldn't laugh if I were you. When Marionette makes a promise, he'll see it thru." I watched Drawkill Freddy instal the chip in Marion's endoskeleton.

"Shut yer trap." Drawkill Foxy snapped as Drawkill Freddy reactivated Marion.

Not bothering to hide my annoyance, I gave Drawkill Foxy a side glare. "Hah-hah. Very funny. Will you stop saying that?" I growled, and surprisingly, he stopped.

{That's odd.} PG commented; however, I ignored him when I saw Drawkill Freddy move over to Freddy, who glared at him.

Drawkill Freddy smirked, then moved to deactivate Freddy.

"Stop!" Golden suddenly exclaimed.

I looked over. {What's he doing?}

{He's trying to protect his older brother because he doesn't want to see him get hurt again.} PG explained as I remembered how helpless Alfred looked when his older brother was killed in front of him.

"Golden Freddy, what are you doing?" Freddy questioned his younger brother.

Golden ignored him and looked at Drawkill Freddy pleadingly. "Leave them alone. Please, I beg you, don't chip the others just yet."

Drawkill Freddy raised an eyebrow. "And why should I?"

"Please just let them have their minds a little longer. If you do this, I'll . . . I'll let you chip me without resistance."

"And how can we trust you?" Drawkill Chica questioned.

"You can trust him," I said with an air of nonchalance, causing Golden to look at me in surprise. "Golden Freddy's always true to his word no matter what. Especially if it's to protect his friends and family, just let him have his wish."

Drawkill Freddy looked at the both of us for a couple of minutes before sighing. "Very well. We'll spare the bear for now."

Golden nodded in Bonnie, Chica, and Foxy's direction. "I want you to spare all of them."

Drawkill Bonnie frowned. "Wait a minute now; that's asking a bit too much. We can spare the chicken, but that's it."

Springbonnie then managed to spit out his gag. "Then, how about you take me too."

Everyone, including me, looked at him in shock.

"I'll let you chip me if you spare Bonnie and Foxy." Springbonnie bargained.

I caught his eye. {Are you sure about this?} Springbonnie and my eyes locked, and I could see the determination in his, meaning there was no way I could talk him out of this. I sighed. "Very well, Springbonnie. If we do this . . ." I trailed off as I looked Drawkill Freddy in the eyes. "Then the others can remain unchipped for the whole day since Springtrap counts as two people instead of one. Deal?"

Drawkill Freddy crossed his arms and remained silent for a few tense minutes. "Fine, but on one condition: You must be chipped while online."

"Deal." Springbonnie and I agreed simultaneously.

"Well then, Drawkill Foxy, do what you wish with those four." Drawkill Freddy said, gesturing to the Original Main Four.

Drawkill Foxy let go of me before commanding the Nightmares, restraining them to follow him with their counterparts.

Freddy looked at his little brother, wide-eyed and scared. "Brother, please don't do this," he begged as Nightmare Freddy dragged him away.

Golden smiled apologetically as he watched them get taken away. "I'm sorry, but I need to."

Drawkill Bonnie released Golden, and Drawkill Chica let go of Springbonnie as Drawkill Freddy walked over to him.

"Drawkill Chica, fetch me chip 1-12-16-8-1." Drawkill Freddy ordered.

Drawkill Chica complied and walked off as the other Nightmares returned to the Original's Main Party Room.

Drawkill Freddy looked at Golden. "Golden Freddy, you'll see how merciful we've been to you and the others." He took the chip that Drawkill Chica returned with.

Springbonnie wordlessly switched to his Animatronic Form, which showed his original bright yellow costume before it became dirty and decayed.

Drawkill Freddy then removed Springbonnie's mask and installed the chip in our endoskeleton.

Suddenly, I got this skull-splitting headache and grabbed the sides of my head in a futile attempt to lessen the pain as the chains connecting Springbonnie and I together for all eternity started pulling us towards each other, and soon, my vision went black.

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When I woke up, after who knows how long, I found myself in a familiar cell in the back of my mind. Looking around, I saw Springbonnie chained up next to me.

Springbonnie, who was also awake, threw me a confused look. {Where are we?}

I sighed in annoyance. {In my mind.}

Springbonnie's eyes widened since, while he is an alter ego of mine, his true form is that of AI. {How is that possible?}

{I don't know, but we're stuck here.} I pulled at the chains around my wrists, testing to see if these were weak enough for me to break, as while my constitution may be poor, my mentality wasn't. {I can't break these chains.} I frowned.

PG sighed from somewhere in our mind. {I hope this was part of the plan.}

This isn't good. I looked in the direction I heard my other half's voice. {PG, can you tell what the chip is doing to us?}

{Other than controlling our body and forcing me to stay in the forefront of our mind? Well, it's trying to get into our memories.}

My frown deepened as that was certainly not what I wanted to hear. {PG, I need you to hold off that computer chip. Feed it a few inconsequential things if you must, but Noelle already knows something is wrong and will come up to investigate soon.}

{Is that why you didn't let me fight and gave yourselves up to save the others?} he asked curiously.

I sighed again. {Partly.}

{Fine. I'll try holding it off for as long as possible.} PG said before he stopped talking to us, likely to focus on combating the computer chip and to see what was happening outside our body.

Springbonnie looked at me worriedly since he didn't know if PG would betray us. {Are you sure we can trust him?}

I huffed. {We're gonna have to until we can regain control of our body.}

Springbonnie and I then went silent as we waited to be released from our mental prison.

I watched as Springbonnie and Vincent forcibly became Springtrap once again. Springtrap was still clutching the sides of his head before letting out a horrid scream that sounded a lot like his jumpscare scream; he then fell to the floor on his knees and elbows. After a few seconds, Springtrap calmly let go of his head and got up. I looked at him in horror.

Springtrap glanced at me with his now dull silver-rimmed eyes, which had a red dot in the center of his pupils, signifying that he was in his Hostile Mode.

Drawkill Freddy leaned down next to me and gestured toward Springtrap. "See how merciful we were on you and the others."

Springtrap merely rolled his eyes at the Drawkills, which surprised me as the others seemed more robotic when the chip was installed. "If you need me. I'll be elsewhere, so don't bother me unless it's important."

I could only watch wide-eyed as he walked away from the Drawkills, who didn't try to stop him.

"Now, then, it's your turn." Drawkill Freddy said, and suddenly, I was plunged into endless darkness.