Her breathing was harsh as she looked at the knife,her own blood dripping off of it. She had done what she had to do. She had tore her own stomach open,just to prevent Springtrap from killing her. She struggled to keep her eyes open. 'I will roll again today I know for sure....' She thought as her vision darkened. She slowly closed her eyes as she heard Springtrap open the door. She heard him swear,seemingly frustrated that he couldn't kill her,before everything was silent and dark. Rosie slowly opened her eyes again,now a Star Clan Member,with her galaxy like skin. On her chest was the Star Clan Symbol,a mark of her leadership of Star Clan. Rosie was one of the many Rolling Girls and Rolling Boys,but,she wouldn't be the first. After her,some Animatronics wanted to roll too,but,she wouldn't let them. Not on her watch. She wouldn't let them join her until it was their time,and their time wasn't any time soon.