I woke up in a cold kitchen floor, I was tied up to a wooden chair, with a rubber ball gag in my mouth, covered by a cloth muffler.

"MMMMmmmph!!!" I tried to scream, but I couldn't. My eys tried to get used to the darkness. There was a dim light coming from the oven areas.

"Sean, there isn't a point in trying to call for help. No one can here you through the gag." A voice pierced the fridged air.

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!" I shouted, pulling my torso trying to fringe in the course ropes, but instead it was just creating burns on my arms. I looked down, and saw I was already bleeding.

"Sean, You're only making things worse from yourself. There is no way anyone can hear you." The voice spoke up. I couldn't tell were it was coming from. I tried to turn around, but the ropes cut deeper into my arms.

"MMMMMMMM!!!" I screamed through the gags, as tears spilled out of my bloodshot eyes. I stopped struggling, and flopped back down on the chair.

"Ahh, yes Sean, finally accepting your fate?" The voice asked again. I looked straight ahead, and saw the man in a purple suit emerge from the shadows.

"MMMPHSMT!!!" I screamed through the gags. Mark, and the animatronics were right, David is a murder! I was going to try to speak again, but I wouldn't give him the satisifcation of my struggle, instead I tried to make my eyes as cold as I possibly can, but its hard when all the show is fear. He walked over, and held a knife to my throat.

"MMMMM!!!" I screamed, getting as far away as I possibly could with being restrained to the chair. He put the knife to my neck, I felt a pinch, and a cold, line of blood trickling down my neck.

"Problem Jack?" He asked, with a wicked smile spilling along his wet lips, lined with his own blood, from biting them. I felt my eyes grow wider again, as he pushed the knife deeper into my throat. He slung the knife across my cheek, slitting not only my cheek, but also the two elastic straps keeping the gags on my face.

"Nggh! What the hell do you want with me!?" I shouted, looking closer into his eyes, while he got closer. I could feel his warm breath rush past my ears as the words slithered out of his mouth like serpants from a cave.

"Sean, we'll have to wait for the anamatronics to make you into one of them, theyll gladly make you the new shining face of Freddy Fazbears pizzeria." He slithered.

With Mark and the animatronics. Pov Mark

David walked up to us, and all gave us a whap on the head, stunning me temporally, and rendering the animatronics useless until they were fixed. After ten minuets of spaziming, I was able to walk, and communicate with the animatroncs.

"Guys, are you okqy?" I asked. They looked over to me, with their heads twitching, like they do when there in the hall camera. They couldn't even talk.

"Goddamn it." I said. I grabbed Foxy, and led him over to the animatronic fix table.

"Thank God I was in engineering in college." I whispered to the thick air.

After an hour, I got all of the animatronics at least functioning.

"Are you all okay?" I asked.

"Yeah, thank you so much Mark." Freddy said, grabbing my hand tightly.

"So, if you don't mind me asking, who is Nicolle?" I asked.

"I am." Chica said quietly.

"But; I don't understand." I said, grabbing my hair.

"Mark, We need to tell you something, and once we tell you, you have to help us," Bonny said. I nodded.

"Mark, this be some serious business, maybe more than yer heart can handle." Foxy said, looking at me sympathetically.

"Ok, fine, just tell me, and ill help you." I said.

"Alright, this is awful to tell, but The Purple Man, David, He is a murderer, these animatronic suits. They arnt us." Bonny said, quietly. I nodded, waiting for the rest of the story.

"You see, these animatronics are filled with an endoskeleton, but, there is room for people inside here. He uses the Marionette to gather up kids, to look at the Golden Freddy costume in the back, but instead of showing them the suit they made the kids into the suits." Bonny said.

"Wh, what?" I asked, with my eyes popping out of my sockets.

"We were some of those kids. Listen Mark, David brings kids into the back room, and kills them with a knife, then shove them into a suit. We were never animatronic endoskeletons. We are all kids, killed by David.

Freddy's real name is Cameron. Chica is Nicolle. Foxy is Tyler. and I am Tris. Just because the animatronics are gendered, the kids put into them, didn't matter to David, just as long as we blead, screamed, and suffered." Bonny, or Tris explained. I couldn't even speak, I was engulfed in the story, I couldn't barley breath.

"And, our bodys are still in the suits, but because our souls transferred into these, so our souls could never, really die. We are stuck living our living hell for over 15 years, feeling the very pain we had when we were first killed."

Freddy, er, Cameron finished.

"How the hell did this happen?! How has no one known?!" I screamed, not beliveing a damn word coming out of there mouths.

"The former security guard have had ample oppurnities, but you know when we get into the night mode, we don't have a night mode, so we go and try to find were the noise is, that's your office. David told us that if we only get one more person in to the suits, we'll be set free, but as you see, he only uses us to kill more people, we never wants to hut you personally Mark, we don't have control over our selves in the night." Chica said.

"I cant believe anything!! I FUCKING KNEW THAT FUCKING DAVID WAS NEVER TO BE TRUSTED!!!

"OH MY GOD HE FUCKING HAS JACK!!!!" I screamed. The anematronics all got wide eyes, and grabbed my hand, to lead me back into David's office, which is also the blacked off camera on the feed, the kitchen.

In the kitchen.

"DAVID STOP!!!!!" Nicolle shouted, throwing out her wing to try to stop him. He had Jack tied up to a chair, and a makeshift gag covering his mouth.

"Oh, Mark, Nicolle, Cameron, Tyler, Tris, there is nothing you can do now. Theres no way you can survive this all in one piece."

"DAVID!! You don't have to do this, we can let you go, we wont tell a soul, please, just let Jack go!" I said, holding out my hand, Jack looked to me with pleading in his eyes. He looked up to Vincent with tears in his eyes. He looked down to Jack, smirked, and smacked him with the butt of his pistol, knocking him unconscious.

"NO!" We all screamed. Vincent smiled and ripped open his purple dress coat, reveling a bullet proof vest. He walked behind me, and grabbed Tris by the neck, and held the knife against her neck, he threw me the gun.

"Im going to give you a choice, You shoot Sean while he's unconscious, or you shoot yourself. If you even think about turning around, ill blow her fucking brains out, Its your choice, I would suggest choosing wisely."

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