POV Mark

"What? What the hell do you mean?" I asked.

"Mark, Sean, You know what happened. And now you know what has to happen to the animatronics. They will never be set free. We can't lose the face of Freddy Fazbear's pizzeria you know!" I could hear his slithering voice through the ear piece.

"FUCK Freddy Fazbear's!! You know these are still KIDS, don't you? Tyler, Cameron, Nicolle, and Tris are ALL children!" I screamed.

"Oh, I know."

"What? Then why haven't you done anything about it?!!" I said.

"Well, according to the numerous times you have called me a murderer, I would have guessed you figured it out. Haven't they told you? I am the one who killed them all. I am the one who shoved them into the suits, I am the one who created Freddy Fredbears, Freddy Fazbear's, the second addition to Freddy Fazbear's, and now, Fazbear's frights. I am the master mind behind this. And you're the one trapped in the room, with phantom animatronics coming for you. And you know what?"

"What you sick fuck?"

"I'm, still, here." He said, then the audio clicked, singling he left. I was so fucking done with all of this. This has been a pure hell ride that I don't know how much more of it I can take, I looked to Jack. His usual happy, bubbly bright blue eyes turned into a pool of hate. They flickered and flared as each second as they searched the metallic room. I kept watching him, as the tore the ear piece out of his ear, and threw the entire thing on the ground, with pieces of it flying around, making popping noises as they hit the wall. I watched his lips move fast, as he was yelling something incoherent.

"Jack, I can't hear a damn thing." I said. His eyes shifted, trying to read my lips. He couldn't hear me either. Goddamn it! I flung open the desk, fished around until I found a note book, and two pens. I flung it down on the desk, and scribbled,

"Jack, how are we going to stop David?" He read it, and took the pad.

"Let's just survive the night, and more than likely, and answer will show up. I miss the animatronics!" He scribbled. I was surprised at how nice his handwriting is!

"I do too. What did David mean that they were "phantoms"

I asked? He got this really perplexed look on his face.

"I didn't get that either. I'm so confused." He said, I was about to write something down, but I was interrupted by the steel door opening. We both jumped. I walked over to the desk, and saw a tablet sitting there. This shit again? I said. The pressure in the room changed drastically, causing our ears to pop. I could hear again. I looked over to Jack.

"Mark?" He asked, holding his ear. I smiled,

"Yeah, I can hear, and we have to do this bull shit again." I said, looking at the camera.

"What the hell? Are there TWO levels?!" He asked, switching over to the second layer of cameras.

"Are these vets? Were fucked Jack! We'll never make this!" I said, leaning back into the chair, and pulling my hair.

"Mark, relax. We'll all be ok. There are two eyes on the cameras, so they'll be less of a chance that something will sneak up on us. Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on the main menu, and you watch the cameras." He smiled. God I wish I had that type of optimism. I was looking though the cameras, when a red blaring light went off. I watched Jack flip over to the panel, and reboot the audio.

Probably David's faulty wiring. That's so dumb that he knows how to create a fully formed animatronic, but not simple audio wire? Dumbass. Jack put the tablet down, and walked over to the desk's drawer, looked around, until he pulled out a book looking thing.

"Mark, look at this! Hello, and welcome to the guide to operating the spring trap mechanism. Now, only two of the animatronics have this action to them. Golden Freddy, and Golden Bonny, also known as Spring Trap. this is used to keep the endoskeletons in the suit, but the endoskeleton can be removed to let the operator of the suit, so while in the suit, do NOT under ANY circumstance touch the spring lock, it works like a bear trap, locking it in the suit, so if you're in there, you know what it will do to you, and the rest is covered in blood. Holy shit, is this what David used to kill the kids? This is fucking sick! Oh my god." He said, turning pale with every second he read from the pan flit, Jack handed it to me, and it was dripping with blood.

"This looks fresh, did he get another kid?" I asked, looking very nervous.

"Oh god, don't even say that." He said, grabbing his stomach.

"I'm sorry." I said, but I got interrupted by the sound of vents being messed with above. I quickly turned on the tablet, and saw a raged old looking rabbit animatronic in the vents.

"HOLY FUCKING SHIT!! IS THAT SPRINGTRAP?!" I screamed, slamming down the seal vent button. The light started blaring again.

"If that's Golden Bonney, were is Golden Freddy?" He asked. We both looked out the door, and saw a yellowish figure hobble outside our window.

"There he is! Is this a phantom?!" He asked, pushing down the ventilation reboot button, and soon the light stopped, but the phantom Freddy jumped into the room, and scared the living hell out of us. Jack looked even worse after that happened. I swear he's going to throw up by the end of this.

"Jack, are you alright?" I asked.

"No, I think I'm going to get sick Mark." He said, leaning back, covering his eyes with his forearms, and closing his eyes.

"That's alright Jacky, if you get sick, there's a WHEEEELY BIN over there." I smiled, mocking his Irish accent. He laughed.

"You're a doush." He smiled. We laughed. I looked back into the camera, and saw that spring trap was in the room right beside me, by the exit sign.

"Ah, fuck," I said quietly, before switching into the room beside him, and playing Balloon Boys laugh.

"Man, I miss that little guy." He said, listing to his voice, with his eyes still closed.

"Mhh, I do too." I said, rembering that little buddy of ours.

It was about 5:01 by this time, and we were doing pretty well. I looked into the top left camera, and saw a much burnt looking figure, I jumped, and slammed out of the camera. Soon, our "little buddy" Was in our room, jumping in our face trying to kill us. We screamed. Jack almost fell off his chair because he flew to the garbage can so fast to throw up. I felt so bad for him, has been through so much, a lot more than I have, considering he was kidnapped. He didn't make any noise, but he lurched many many times. His head was covered by the rim of the can. He eventually looked up, with his eyes sunken, and pain ridden. He wiped the remains of his lunch off with the back of his hand. I wish there was something I could do to help him. But I don't think there is anything to do. He spun around his chair, and scooted closer to the desk.

"Are you ok Jack?" I asked. He nodded.

"You know Mark, I wouldn't be able to do this if you weren't here. Thank you so much." He said, leaning his head in his hand. I smiled, and cocked my head to the side.

"Well, I could say the exact same thing to you. You're a lot stronger than I am here." I said, smiling. He smiled, and scooted over to me. I moved my shoulder in his direction, and he leaned on it. It had finally turned 6am. Jack had fallen asleep as soon as his head hit my shoulder. I didn't mind. He smiled when he slept, it was really sweet to have something precious in this time of destruction. I looked around, as Jack slowly woke.

"Sorry Mark." He said, wiping my shoulder off.

"Ha-ha, that's alright Jack, don't worry about me. You needed rest. I didn't mind at all." I smiled. He smiled. Our nice moment was interrupted by a blaring overhead voice.

"Oh, how cute, do you think you're just going to walk out of here now? No way in hell, you know too much. You're never leaving. Get them Animatronics." David's voice shot ricochet around the metal room. Soon enough, the marionette, Balloon Boy, Cameron, Tris, Tylor, and Nicolle came in, and pushed us deep into a corner. Jack wrapped me in a big hug, and I did the same.

"GOODBY MARK!!" He screamed, singling that this was the end.

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