Matt slunk around the back of the old sister location. That's where the poster said it was. He looked up at the building. His daughter's final resting place. Luke's final resting place. It was even where A.J worked and spent so much of his time. And now, It would be Nate's. Maybe even Mark's.

Matt peeked through the unhinged door, staring across the dining room. He instantly caught sight of the cameras, and whipped out of sight, not knowing if Nate and Mark had repaired them or not.

I should have thought this through. Matt thought. He had been blinded by anger and adrenaline, and as a result, didn't consider his actions well enough. But there was no turning back now.

Matt went around the building, eventually finding the kitchen window, wide open. Matt snuck through the window, only to find something clawing at his foot. He looked down. It was Springtrap, but hideously disfigured. Resisting the urge to scream, he grabbed a kitchen knife and plunged it through Springtrap's head.

Quickly shaking himself from Springtrap, Matt reached for a crowbar against the wall. He smashed it over Springtrap, again and again, finally breaking him. Matt sighed. "I never liked that thing." He chuckled.

"No, Nate, I swear I heard something." Matt looked up, gasping slightly. Mark and Nate were coming. Matt grabbed the knife and crowbar, and hid himself inside a cupboard, waiting for them to come.