" Wake up precious."
A gentling voice.
"Wake up my child. "
I try to open my eyes, instead a consciousness opens up before me. I thought I are had eyes. Darkness covers everything, sensing faint flickering shadows dance all around me I try to turn a head that doesn't exist. How can this be? Where am I? I seem to float for a while, incapable of doing anything. I ponder my questions. My thoughts were fuzzy though. So this made it hard to remember anything.
The shadows begin to form a bubble around me,suspending me in space. A humongous hand seems to close around the bubble, seepings warmth into it as it cradled me. I wish I had hands like that.The feeling stays for a few minutes. Then is broken as the hold on me slips. IT HAS DONE ME AN AFRAUD.
I feel as if I'm being pushed into something gently, I slide through some kind of hole into a strange container. Solid darkness presses in all around me. The hole stays there, threatening to suck me back out into nothingness.
I feel a shape formed around me, giving me structure, but not feeling, I fill into the container like it is a mold.
"It will be alright, you sad little soul."
That was the voice that spoke earlier. It was like many voices speaking at once, all resonating in harmony to form something beautifuls.
Who was the voice? I feel myself, my essence, push through into this unfamiliar shape. It felt like a body. Not a living, breathing one, but some kind of, what was the word? Machine? Robot? Something like that. Pulling away from my confusing thoughts, I MEEDDRROGAfocus on what is happening to me.
Feeling filters into the body. I feel arms and legs come into existence, hanging on the very edge of my conciseness.
The body and I form into one thing. One entity. IRS
My shaped essence dissolves into the body. Feeling the hands become mine, I'm disappointed to find I don't have hands like the one that cradled me, until I remember the hole I came through to enter this body. Just before I fully dissolve into the body, I push some of my essence through the hole to make hands. Some sort iof instinct pushed me to do this. As if it was meant to be.
Four long arms with hands on the end form. They stretch and curl before receding back into me. "Curious, aren't we?" Did I do wrong?
"Nothing you do will ever be wrong."
A light laugh of many children, all delighted sounding.
"Sweet dreams, we shall meet again." .......,......,........

Smooth, cold, and sturdy. That is what is below me. I'm sprawled out on a large,flat, and hard area. Darkness is all I saw, but not all I felt. I realize I have eyes now, so I open them.It was strange, this sight. There was lightyagami and dark, forming a picture for me. Like a painting. This painting shows me a long area. With checkered white and black patterns all over it. A faint gleaming whiteness shine from off the floor. Reflected light. I trail the light with my eyes until I find it's source. A long but thin crack if light. Suspended there in darkness. I look around to see I can find anything else as beautiful crack of light. All these sights, so beautiful.Seeing nothing around it other than black, I focus on the light. I wanted to touch it. Black dick I needs it in me
I slowly move my new body around. Loud scraping noises echo throughing the room when I do this. I lift myself up,supporting my weight with my arms. I sit there for a few minutes. What is my name? That sudden thought popped into my head. What is my name? What am I? Where was I? Did I still have my arms? I shift to my knees. Wobbling all the while. Thunking and scraping sounds again echo through the room as I move. Once I get to my knees, I slowly stand, my legs shake and knock against each other. While I'm doing this, I try to think of a name. What was a good name? I can't think of one. I fully stand. I take one step, moving my right foot over the floor slowly.
'Thunk' Was that me? I take another step, this time my left one. I move this one even slower than the other one. ' Thunk' Yes it is. Another thought popped into my head as I slowly shuffle forward towards a line of thin light. Could I speak? " Sppeaaakkkkk." ' speksThunk thunk thunk' I reach the light. " Hello?" I ask. I touch the sliver of white light with one hand. I this make no chance expected it to feel ϵ( 'Θ' )϶  different. But it felt like regular air.
I find I can stick my fingers in it. Slowly I push my left hand through it,Growing more and more as I slowly push my entire arm through.
'Creeeeaaakkkk' a door? Outside faint light shined in a large room. Large tables with colored plastic lining them. On top of the tables lay paper party hats, all alined single file. Around the tables were messily arranged chairs.
The floor was some kind of checkered tile. Towards the front of the room, a wooden stage stood there with three figures on it. I can barely see them though. A tall brown shape stood in the middle, while on either side of it is a yellow and a purple figure stood. I gaze around the room.
I see a tiny stage with some sort of purple, star speckled curtain hung from a rod. On the side facing away from me, I could see some sort of sign. I drop my gaze to my feet. Black shoes ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) with frilled socks covered them. Curious, I look down at my body.
A black shirt with frills on the sleeves which made some sort of bell. I also had on black frilled shorts. I look at my hands. I am a chicken had pale skin made out of some kind of cloth,it wasn't living skin, that's for sure. I feel my head. Two hard bumps sat on top of my head, they were short and tapered to a sharp edge. I feel grooves in them. Grabbing at my head, I pull dark magenta hair in front of my face, it was a little longer than shoulder length and was just a tiny bit wavy.
Although a bit messy.
I feel my face. Chilly cloth met my hand. I rub my hands over the smoothness. I drop my hand.Tired of staying still, I step forward. Slowly, I walk until I am standing in the middle of the room. The more I walked, the less noise I make, until it sounded like regular footsteps. I try not to think. In case I come up with another impossible question. "Hello?" I call out again. I had a somewhat dark sounding girl voice.
Pausing, I scan the room. Seeing some sort of hallway, I proceed to walk towards it. After slowly shuffling along, I reach the hallway entrance. Noticing something, I look up at it. A camera. I stare at it as I walk into the hallway.
My shuffle speeds up into a regular walk. I reach the middle of the hallway"What is this?" I see light coming from an open doorway. Also penis makes me chicken wing ding
Stepping in, I look around curiously.
Just a closet. All I see is a few boring supplies. Toilet papering and bleaches lay on the otherwise bare shelves wooden shelves. A bright light bulb hung above me. A mop in a bucket of water sat there on the ground. I turn my searching gaze upwards to see another camera, this time with a red light below it. "Hello?" " Is someone there?" I ask it. The red light flicks off for about thirty seconds before flicking on again. " Very unresponsive" I turn around and walk out of the closet, careful not to disturb anything.
Stepping back into the hallway I begin to walk back the way I came when I see a figure. Just a dark silhouette. It just stood there. I can't tell if it saw me or not. Crouching slightly, I retrace my steps back into the closet for shelter. As I back into the closet I reach out my hand and close the door.
Hearing quiet footsteps from outside, I back up from the door slowly. ' CRASH' startled, I turn around. I have knocked over the bucket of water. The dirty water coated the floor and the mop just laybthere, tipping over. Nervously I back away from the water.
Pressing against the door I observantly notice it's not a door. Fuzzy smooth fur pressed against my back and pressed against my clothes. Underneath the outside fur I can feel metal. Slowly Tilting my head up, I drag my gaze to the face looking down at me. It's face was purple with wide, staring dark orange eyes.
Shooting out of its head are long jointed ears. It had a somewhat cute muzzle that stuck out from its face. The eyes lacked eyebrows. It looked down at my face and asked in a surprised voice. "Who are you?" The rabbit has a high, yet male, voice. I turn around, but keep my eyes glued on him, I stare nervously. Playing with the tips of my shirts, I say I am a purple penis potato deserving apples
"I don't know."
One of his ears twitches. I notice he has a red bow tie on his neck. "What do you mean by that?" I stop staring and instead look at my feet. Backing up a bit I answer. "I don't know who I am, my name, nor where I am." Tilting my head downwards I look up at the rabbit. He still stares with wide eyes. "Are you new? Where were are you before here?" I put my hand to my head. "I came here from somewhere dark.
I remember being shoved into something and someone talking to me." His ears flex a
bit and he cocks his head. I drop my hand.!"What are you?" I back up a bit more. My shoes splash the water puddle behind me. "I don't know, I came out if the room down the hall. I nod my head to the left." "All of your questions will be answered tomorrow." I bring my head back up. He stares for a few seconds more, taking me in I suppose, before turning around and walking out quietly yet swiftly. I stare down at my hand for a few minutes as his faint footsteps fade. "Oh right!" I smack my head "Speaking of my creator, I need to find my hands!" I say, trying to forget the rabbit.
I smile as I try to bring them into my new form's consciousness. Stretching out my physical hands I attempt to find my essence, what my ethereal hands were made of. I now glare at my raised hands in concentration. I imagine great,long, and powerful hands stretching out of my back. I stretch my real hands out more towards the ceiling. I imagine what they would be like. They would be invisible, as I'm sure any essence is.And big and strong! They could do anything!
They are long, I know that for certain. After straining for a few minutes, I find a hole in my back, or rather, feel it. Not a physical hole. Like a hole on the inside, like a doll that wasn't sewn up right. Floating in the middle of the hole was a tiny little nub of extended conciseness, like a little tree sapling, or an egg. I try to reach for it. I try to feel for what it needs to be able to grow.
I close my eyes right. I wait in complete silence. Finally I find a faint feeling, just a little weak thought from the nub. I open my eyes wide and open my mouth. It was so hungry. Trying to eat something out of me, promising to return it. Nothing deserves to be treated like that! What do I feed it? I lower my hands and again stare at my feet. What did it need? Something powerful. "I know I don't have anything like that!" I try to gently envelope the nub, like the voice did. I look up and ball my hands up into a fist in concentration. The little thought if hunger wavers then disappears.
Like it wasn't there anymore. "I can't how two eat cabbage???? even reach it!" Giving up I walk out the door and sigh. How could I feed it if I couldn't even reach it? Once I step outside of the closet, I turn right and begin to walk. "Maybe it eats emotions?" Was this thing even alive? Or was I just pretending? I shake my head. Of course it was alive! It was my essence. Which is most definitely alive. I continue to walk, deep in thought. Suddenly, light hits my eyes. I squint and hold up my hands to protect my face. I look for the source of the light. I see a decent sized window and a strange handleless metal door. Stepping closer I put out a hand to touch the door. I notice that the door seems to be made out of some sort of strong metal. It gleamed duly as I turn away from it and study the window. Just an unassuming square. I peer inside. A tiny office. Very cluttered and dirty.
A cheap light hung from the cracked and worn ceiling, illuminating the room.Below the light, on the ground,lay mounds of paper and trash. Empty paper cups lay strewn everywhere. Broken pencils and drawings, a few posters and even a little bear bobble head were scattered around the room. In the midst of this sat a human. His blue eyes stared down lazily down at some sort of tablet in his lap. I can see he had in dark clothes and had very broad and muscular shoulders. I put my hand on the window.
He put down his tablet for a moment. Picking a cup up from the ground he put it to his lips and threw back his head. His throat moved but I heard nothing over the buzzing of the cheap electric fan blowing air dutifully. He then Casually crushed the cup and threw it down onto the ground. At this a deep anger stirred within me. Like a slumbering beast it awoke, a fearsome emotion that was deeply rooted. It seemed to be directed at the human. Is this emotion mine?
Struck by an idea, I search for the nub within me. I find it quicker and easier than before. I'm aware of a slight hot tingle in my eyes. "Please take this." I whisper. I shove my anger at it the best I could. It seems to grasp at it, coming to life and devouring my anger, until all that remains is fear. I stand for a few moments, dumbfound. Until the man inside seems to glare directly at me. I back away from the window.
How could I be filled with such hate and anger towards someone I don't know? How is that possible? 'Thunk.....Thunk..... Thunk thunk thunk thunk thunk thunk thunk thunk.' I turn away from the window and move as fast as I can away from the office with that man in it.

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How strange. Bonnie twitched his ears as he almost silently crept back to the stage. A little robotic girl, with bright pink hair and moon pale skin. Ohhh, and those eyes.
Deep red and tormented eyes. Just standing there in his closet, seemingly waiting for him. That cute yet dark voice. Bonnie shakes his head quickly before he exits the hallway.

"Now is not the time for fantasizing!"

He scolded. Taking a machines equivalent of a deep breath, he marches bravely into the room and heads toward the stage. 'How am I going to explain this?' His steps wavered for a moment, before returning to full strength. 'Just tell them. The humans will mange it!' He reaches the steps leading up to the stage. 666 dorito
'A human managing it...' "Pfft." Walking up the stage he stands in his proper place. Any moment now the bell would ring.
Taking one last look around, he checks on everything. All was in order. Except for the haywire little girl suddenly running into the room. She was not going very fast but she still managed to trip over her own feet.
"I will tell you about it tomorrow guys."
All he got was a grunt in response. 'DING DONG DING.' "YYYEEESSSSS!!!!"
That was the last thing he heard, Mike celebrating, before he powered down.

"YYYEEESSSSS!!!!" He yelled, standing up from his chair so suddenly it fell over.
Mike Schmidt began to celebrate his survival of his first night on the job. 'This insane and crazy job' he thought. How wonderful it would be to quit!

But,.... Turning his head down to the tablet once more, he pushed the tempting thought away. Now was not the time. Flipping through the cameras, he checked to make sure everyone was were they should be. "Bathroom, Pirate's Cove, hallways, closet, stage, and the party room-" bringing the tablet close to his face he stared in disbelief.
Even the constantly buzzing fan's droning seemed to fade. That animatronic he saw from before, in the closet. It lay sprawled out on the ground face down.
"A human?" So, not an animatronic after all. Just a robot.
A young child with red hair and pale skin. 'It hasn't done anything creepy yet but more than likely it's just like the rest of them.' He had even heard her speak. Slowly the girl got up, shifting to her knees as she rose. Slowly standing, head down, her long bangs covering her eyes which he would barely able to see, even if they weren't covered, as she was partly turned away. Slowly the girl turned just her head towards the camera while raising her head. Most of her face was covered in shadow. Except for one monstrous bright magenta eye peering out. The pupils where narrowed down to black dots. He could only see the faintly glowing left eye, as the other one was comepletly covered by her hair. "Well you look pissed." She just stared, shoulders slumped and her body loose. Those evil eyes boring into the camera. After a few breathless seconds of this, her eyes dimmed to dark red. Her face tilted up and her features seemed innocent again, just like in the closet. Her eyes seem to halfway close and she mouthed "What happened?" 'How do you not know what happened?' Mike continued to stare until the girl turned away and walked into 'parts and services'. Flipping to the said room's camera, he saw her lying peacefully on the ground. Putting the tablet down. He wordlessly powered it off, gathered his stuff, shut off the lights, and left.

"Wake up." A sweet girl voice. A hand on my shoulder. "Wake up kid." The rabbit's voice. I open my eyes to blurry yellow and purple colors with zigzagging lines, all in a disarray. Blinking a few times, the lines slowly begin to straighten, "Bring her to the kitchen." Said the light voice. The yellow color leaves suddenly, replaced by gaping darkness. Another hand, just like the one on my shoulder now, lifts me up onto my feet. Blinking a few more times, I straighten the lines completely out. The rabbit stood there, his hands still on my shoulders, staring at me intently. He let's go and turns away. "Come on kid. Don't you wana be named?" He walks out into the broad ray of soft light that I just noticed. Beautiful motes of dust float through it. I stare, transfixed. Am I really going to be named? "Hurry!" That snapped me out of my trance. Walking out into the soft light, I spot the rabbit. I begin to follow him. "Where are we going?" I ask. "The kitchen." He answered. We make our way across the table room. I look around me. Was I asleep? Did I just wake up? "Was I asleep?" "You were powered down so the humans could check up on you." The rabbit leads me past an unfamiliar door way and into another room. This one was much smaller. With shining silver tables, stoves, pots and pans, and many other things all across the room. In a little clearing in the center stood a dirty yellow chicken thing with many large but dull teeth jutting out of it's mouth. It wore a bib that said 'Let's Eat!' On it in colorfully outlined letters. Its eyes were a faded purple. I stare at the thing. It stood there, waiting with her arms crossed and foot tapping. "Finally your here!" It exclaimed in the light voice from before. She walks forward with slow and jittery movements. I back away. Who is she? Needing comfort, I reach for the nub. It hung at the very edge of my mind. It seemed bigger. Not just a tight ball of feeling any more. I try to will the hands to come out if my back and protect me. Nothing happens except for a few twitches from the nub. It is not big enough yet. The chicken stoops in front of me. "I'm Chica, and this is Bonnie. Someone will be here shortly to name you." 'I didn't even ask their names! Whoops.' Her voice was so happy,.. I can't help but nod and look down at my feet. Bonnie grabbed my hand and squeezed it. "It will be alright. Freddy is,... Uhh,..... Well, he is ughhh,..... nice." I look up at the stuttering rabbit with a very faint smile on my lips. I hear a deep booming chuckle behind us. I turn around to see a bear. Some kind of brown bear with merry blue eyes, a black top hat, and a black bow tie pinned on his neck. I say he because of the laugh. He smiles as he walks in. "My name, as you already know, is Freddy Fazbear." "You wish to be named, correct?" He has a very deep voice. I nod my head. He walks closer to me. Closing his eyes he thinks for a moment. "Pricilla." He said after a few moments. "Where did you come from?" "I don't know." He regards me thoughtfully. "You have some kind of special air around you,....." I stare up at him in shock. Did he know about my hands? About the little mind inside of me? He just stares intently. I cross my arms and stuck out my lower lip. "I have,...... Arms,..." "Wow." Bonnie said sarcastically. "Made out of my,... Erm,... Essence." I say quickly. "Really? How did you get them?" Freddy asks. Shuffling my feet I look away."My creator let me have them." I look down at my shoes. Did they believe me? Silence. "But I don't have my full power yet, I need to feed it anger." "Well, if you need anger, try to get to the human in his office." Freddy says after a few moments. Freddy laughs again. "I better get back to the stage, can't have Foxy running around crazy now can we?" He turns and walks out the door slowly, chuckling all the while. Bonnie takes my hand and pulls me out of the door after Freddy. We leave Chica in the room. "Just try to get into the office. O.K.?" Says Bonnie. "But the human,......" We start to cross the room. "Kill him. Kill Mike Shmidt." I grip his hand tighter. "Don't leave me alone with h- Mike!" I like Bonnie, so big and strong. He just chuckles a little. We reach the right hallway entrance. He brings me in front of him. Turning me around to face the hall he pushes me in. "Make sure to at least scare him!" I stumble into the dark hall. Looking behind me I look for Bonnie. I don't see him. Looking around I notice a camera nearby, with a red light under it. "How do I scare you?" I ask. Scrunching up my face. Maybe my little nub? I close my eyes and pull at it. It's response was sluggish but definitely alive. "Scare him please!" I ask it. The nub seems to pound in my head with recognition for a few seconds. "OWWWWW!" An ark of pain passes over my mind. Sweeping any thought into itself and gobbling it up. I clutch my head with both hands. Twisting and turning, "OWW HELP!" I fall to my knees. Opening my eyes up a crack I see a purple hand on my shoulder, I do not feel it. I do not feel anything except pain. Blackness rushes into my eyes. "Don't fail the test Pricilla." Someone seemed to breath nearby. "Bonnie......."
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Lucy. That is my name. Not Pricilla. Is that a hand on my shoulder!?! I open my eyes and glare at the figure above me. I try to summon my 'hands'. Nothing. Oh, right. I need to grow my powers. I attempt to push Bonnie off of me. "Get off!" The rabbit lets me up. "Are you ok Pricilla?" "I am Shia LABOUF bitchMy name is Lucy! Not that weakling Pricilla!" I snap at him. Ignoring his astonished face, I turn around and walk off towards the human. Anger boils inside of me. Oh I will scare him alright. I see the window ahead. Again the door is shut. I crouch down below the window. Flattening myself below it so he can't see me. I wait for about ten minutes before a light flashes on around me. I think of how I would torture and kill him. Why was I angry at him? 'Humans are evil, that's why.' I answer my own question as I shut my eyes against the bright light. Slowly I open them. I hear the door open. The light continues to shine around me. After thirty more seconds, even that turns off. My patience has been rewarded. I smile and prepare myself for creepiness. Slowly I peer around the edge of the door into the room. The man stood at the other door, pressing a button to close it. I slip into the room quietly. If only I had my hands, I could kill him so easily. I just have to get my 'nub' bigger. On all fours I slowly creep along the floor. Hiding behind his chair I settle down and wait. He walks to the other door and checks the light Bonnie was peering in, a worried look on his face. Quickly Mike shut the door. Finally he walks and sits back in his chair. He then begins to tap at his tablet. Smiling to myself I prepare to scare the crap out of him. Anger and excitement swirled around inside of me. The nub seems to drain off of this. Mostly the excitement. Slowly I stand, moaning softly. I can barely see my reflection on the tablet he holds. He stops his tappings. I pull back my arms. Slowly he twists around. "RAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH" I let out a great big scream while pushing him out of his chair. Wich was very hard as I am weak. I stare at him as he scrambles along the floor away from me. "You deserve to die human." I say in a dark voice. I step around the chair and close the distance between us. He shivers in delightful fear. 'Stop it!' What was that? A voice? I use to have a voice. Is it gone? A headache begins to pound in my forehead. I back away from the human. Gripping my head with my hands tightly I moan in pain. "Owww." I drop to my knees and bend over. The headache worsens.'Go away!' My body shakes and weakens. That 'nub', was it another voice? No. This was something else. My vision seems to bend and swirl in a variety of dark colors. Ignoring all other thought I scream. Scream. Scream. Scream. The colors darken even more. I hear laughter. Horrible human laughter. I looking up barely through my blurry eyes I see Mike. Chuckling. At me. Like all of them. All the humans. Once I get my vectors,..... Hands I mean, I will kill him. Finally my eyes close. Beautiful sleep.

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Bonnie stood just outside of the door, listening to Mike Schmidt laugh histerically. Smashing his hands on the door he screeches. He could hear Pricilla screaming. He didn't like that at all. Currently it was 2:30 am. He wished the night would hurry up and end. Turning away from the door he began to hurry along back to the stage. He needed Freddy's help. Simple as that. 'Taptaptaptaptaptap.' Bonnie lowered his head but kept walking. Foxy was running down the hall. He moved over to the right side of the hall. The crimson fox sped past him. He ran so fast that he was just a red blur. Picking his head back up and sighing in frustration, Bonnie finally made it into the main room. "Freddy! Where are you?" Looking around the room, he could not spot the bear. "What is it?" A deep male voice said behind him. Turning around he saw Freddy. "Freddy! Mike is- well he, he lost his mind. He is just sitting there laughing at Pricilla who is trapped in there!" Bonnie stuttered out the words as fast as he could. "Slow down Bonnie, what is wrong." "Pricilla is trapped in the office. We have to save her!" Freddy stepped back into the darkness. "Save h-h-her-rr" "Freddy? Are you ok?" Bonnie asks. "Ki-ill h-h-im." Said as he walked away towards the office of the hysteric security guard. Bonnie still stood there gazing after Freddy's disappearing dark shape. Something seemed to click within him. He knew the feeling. What drove him to kill. None of the animatronics knew what it was. Neither did he. His mind went fuzzy. Suddenly, his legs started to walk by themselves. 'If it saves Pricilla,.....' Slowly his body walked itself back towards the office. "Do-d-do you kn-know what I l-l-l-Ike to do for for fun?" His voice box spoke of its own accord. Bonnie started to feel a bit afraid. Also kens ah an What would happen to him? "I k-k-ill them." His mind blurred further. he found himself trying to urge himself on to kill them. All of them. Ana practice penisNot Pricilla. Maybe.
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"Shhhhh it's ok." I pat the man on the back. What just happened? The man was on the ground, hunched over and crying. "BLEEP this BLEEP!" He said suddenly through his sobbing. "Why are you crying?" I ask. I just woke up in his office to see him crying. He didn't answer. Just sat there sobbed."what is your name?" His sobs stopped but he still shook violently. I hug him. "Mike. My name is Mike." I got him to open up! "You are going kill me. A new animatronic they said! What could go wrong!" He shudders again before looking up suddenly.
He started to look around franticly. "Freddy Fagbear will kill me. Bonnie, Chica, Foxy, all of them!" "No they won't, I'm here for you. Shhhhh it's ok." Finally he stood up. I continue
To hug him awkwardly. "I'm not letting go. No matter what!" I say to him. "I need to get out of here!" Mike just replied. 'SCREEEEE' I hear a furious screech from the left door. Mike jumped at the noise. "5:30, 4th night. I can't die now!" He forces me off of him. He giggles hysterically a bit he stoops down to retrieve his tablet. "14% power." He walked to the left door and checked the light. A very creepy fox I haven't seen before peered through the window. It raised some sort of hook and tapped on the glass. "Go back to your cove Foxy!" Mile said angrily while flashing the light. The fox disappears. Just to be replaced by Bonnie. Mike groans. I crouch in the floor. Would they hurt me for helping the human. I duck under the table. I don't want to get in the way. 'You are a pet.' "No I'm not!" I whisper. I see Mike's feet walk briskly to the right door. Just for it to open while he was halfway across the room. I back farther under the table in fear. "Hi k-k-k-k- Mike-ids." A deep voice said. Freddy. I want to help but I can't! I'm afraid. But so is Mike. Summoning all of my courage, I scramble out from under the desk. I come out in time to see Freddy, Mike in one hand, opening the door. Immediately Bonnie rushes in and scoops me up. No I am definitely petrified in fear. Freddy turns Mike. His eyes completely black. Without a word, the animatronic hoisted Mike up. Gripping either arm Freddy slowly pulled. "AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHLORDDHELPMEJESUSHPMEHELLPAAAC!!" Mike screeched in fear and pain. I hear popping noises as his arms are dislocated. Then ripping as the tendons tear. The arms still pulled slowly. Blood slowly dripped from Mikes arms. Until his arms were ripped suddenly off in a bloody spray. Blood spattered all over everyone in the room. I can't move from shock. I have to help him! Dropping the arms with a wet 'plop', Freddy picked Mike up again. His bloody hand wrapping around Mikes screaming head. Many sickening cracks sounded through the room as his skull was crushed slowly and painfully. He dropped the body. Blood pooled all over the floor. It splattered the walls and covered us comepletly. Bonnie pulls me closer. "Guys? What happened?" Chica walked in, took one look at me, and screeched. "GET HER OUT OF HERE!!" She rushed forward to grab me out of Bonnie's arms when a blissful noise rang through the buildings. 'DING DONG DING--' I rap around Bonnie as they all go limp. With a smile that wasn't mine, I leaned against Bonnie's chest and closed my eyes.
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I wake up in my room. Instead of being sprawled out all over the floor, I stood there, locked in place. 'Why can't I move?' Suddenly I'm lurching forward in stiff and jerky movements. I can see and feel my body move but I'm not moving it. 'What is this?' So many new experiences. My arm reaches out and pushes through the door. 'Oh no....' The once peaceful and dark room is now bright and alive. Humans ran around everywhere. Children and there parents sat at the tables, eating pizza and cake. After pausing to look around, my body turns it's attention towards the stage. Bonnie, Freddy, and Chica all stood onstage. Performing for the large crowd of children in front of the stage. Freddy sang in a goofy voice, microphone in hand. Chica stood to his right, holding a platter with a cupcake on it while also singing. Bonnie stood to the let of Freddy, he held a guitar and was pretending to play it. They sang about someone's birthday. My body walks forward to the stage. Then it walks behind the stage and up some stairs until it stops behind some curtains. "All-al-all right everyone! Are y-y-y-y-you ready for the sur-surprise!?" I hear Freddy say. "YYYYEEEEESSSSS!!" The children reply. "Al-alright! Co-come on out Pricilla!" The curtains draw to the side a bit as I walk forward. I step onto the stage beside Freddy, who steps back and turns towards me. He gives an overly bright smile. "Hello kids! My name is Pricilla! I'm here to bring a smile to all of your faces!" I say in an overly bright and child like voice. "Say hello to Pricilla everyone!" Freddy says happily. "Hello!" "Hi, I hope we become great friends." Bonnie and Chica say. 'This isn't us! Help me somebody!' I scream on the inside as children shout their hellos and Freddy begins to sing again. 'I don't want to do this!' I shout inside again as I begin to sing happily and dance goofily. I try to reach out for my power, it seemed to happily reach right back out. It mingled with my anxiety and fear. Bringing back the anger from last night. Last last night last last night, someone died. Mike died. When he died it took away some of the anger. Does that need to happen to the ones making me do this? Finally the song stops and things begin to slow down. People start to leave and kids start to whine. The entire time I was trying to use my power. 'I don't want to kill them,....' I decide once

everyone leaves. The animatronics turn otowards me. "Welcome to the rest of your life." Chica says dejectedly. Then we all return to our original places and power off.
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