(Michael Afton's POV)

"I'M ALIVE!!" I yell out. How am I alive?! Wait... didn't my father on the phone say that they'll try to ******* stuff me inside a suit!? The show stage! I'm here on the stage! DANG IT! My arms and feet are tied together by a rope!

"FATHER," I shout. "IF YOU WANNA KILL ME GO AHEAD! I WANTED TO DIE AFTER WHAT YOU DID TO ME AND MY FRIENDS! DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH **** I'VE BEEN THROUGH?! SO GET OUTTA THE SHADOWS! KILL ME! KILL ME NOW!!" THUMP! THUMP! THUMP! I turn around and dang **** Freddy's face is twitching in front of me! 

"I-I DON'T WANT THEM TO KILL ME! FATHER, JUST DO IT ALREADY! NOTHING WAS GONNA STOP YOU BACK THEN... AND I'M NOT GONNA STOP YOU HERE!! SO ******* DO IT ALREADY!"

"M-M-M-Michael A-A-Afton," Freddy says again. 

"Shut up, Freddy," I say. 

"It's you," Another voice says. Bonnie appears outta nowhere. "We've waited so long! Our souls have been grieving for the blood of your father!!"

"M-my father?! Wait... SOULS?!"

"Do you remember?" Chica and Foxy appear outta nowhere too. "Only one of us survived! That ONE is you, Michael!"

"One of us? Survived?!" I ask. "Wait... no. NO! This is not true! Father knew I'd come back! He programmed the animatronics to say this! FATHER, STOP BEING A COWARD AND COME OUT!!"

"You're making us feel deeeeeeeply hurt, Michael," Freddy says in a fake hurtful tone.

"Do you remember us?" Chica asks. "Come on, Michael. One little frontal lobe injury can't fully destroy your memory."

"IT WAS NOT A LITTLE INJURY!" I angrily yell. "I'VE HAD NIGHTMARES EVER SINCE I WAS OUT! YOU PIECES OF SCRAP GAVE ME THE WORST! SO SHUT UP!" I closed my eyes. The tears are painfully coming out.

"Michael," Freddy says. "It's me... Gabriel!" My eyes opened wide.

"And Fritz!" Bonnie says.

"Susie!" Chica says.

"And dang **** I'm Cassidy! I'm a dang trans gender!" Foxy yells.

"I look like a woman!" Bonnie says.

"WHY DID SUSIE HAVE TO BE CHICA?!"

"Would you rather have the old Fredbear suit?" Freddy asks.

"Ew, no!" Foxy says. "I don't wanna look like you!"

"Shut up," Bonnie says. "we gotta focus on Michael right now!" What is happening?

"Michael," Freddy says. "I know you're confused... but we'll tell ya what happened!"

"Yeah, I'd like to know..." I slowly say.

"So let's get started on what happened after you left," Foxy says. "I was the last one to be killed so I saw everything. Alright, let's get started. So you saw the death of Fritz and heard Susie screaming, right?" I nod. "Well, after you left... your father took Gabriel's... um... head... and then he walked over to me and the last thing I saw... were the scary flash in his eyes!" I shiver a little.

"So anyways," Freddy says. "that part's done. Let's get to the part when our souls... come into this!" He points at the animatronics. 

"You remember the Puppet, right?" Bonnie asks. I shiver again. "Well, it turns out... we were NOT the first kills of your father! He was as old as us when he died. Back when Fredbear's family diner was still active, this kid was taken to the very back of the pizzeria and was brutally stabbed multiple times in the heart."

"So this kid's," Chica says. "Uh... soul somehow got into the body of the Puppet. Now here's the interesting part. Your father left our bodies in that same room of the pizzeria. The Puppet went there, carried our souls, and placed them into what we are now! The Puppet is now resting in his box that's in the backstage!"

"The thing was," Freddy says. "these robots were destroyed in the parts of service room. I was a torn a little-"

"Oh, Gabriel," Bonnie says. "YOU WERE PERFECTLY FINE! I HAD MY FACE AND LEFT ARM RIPPED OFF!"

"At least your jaw," Chica says. "didn't look like you've been screaming for what seemed like forever! To add on to that, YOU COULD AT LEAST GRAB THINGS! BOTH MY HANDS WERE RIPPED OFF!"

"Oh, come on!" Foxy yells. "At least you're all properly fixed! I for one am still out of order!"

"Wait," I say. "what happened to the toys?"

"Oh," Freddy says. "you can call THOSE bucket of bolts! Those things had very bad programming! During the night, those things would try to kill the night guard!"

"Of course," Bonnie says. "I saved him!"

"NO YOU DIDN'T!" Chica yells. "YOU ONLY WENT FOR TOY BONNIE BECAUSE YOU WANTED HIS MASK!" 

I shrug. "So... why DID you wait for me? I mean... obviously you needed something, other than wanting to me!"

"Well," Foxy says. "like Fritz said before, we've been wanting your father's blood! We can't be living in these suits while the murderer is still living! So please help us!"

"I thought I admired him," I say. "Alright, I'll do it! Trust me, I won't let you burn... not anymore!"

The present continues...