The next day, Melody wandered into Mike's room.
"Mike! Get up!"
Startled, Mike jolted awake. He looked at her.
"Chelsea... She told you about the Bite of '87, right?"
"Only that your boyfriend was the one bitten."
Melody flinched. "His light hazel eyes... They were so dreamy... He doesn't speak to me anymore, though..." She whispered. Mike spotted a tear roll down her cheek.
"He barely survived..." She shook her head.
"How did it happen?"
Melody sighed. "I don't wanna talk about it, Mike..."
"Why? I just want to know what happened!"
She hesitated. "Promise you won't get upset? Or tell anyone I told you?"
Mike nodded slowly.
"Okay then... He had finished his last day as the night watchman, and they'd moved him to the day shift. He was watching a birthday party for a little girl, I don't know her age. Chelsea, she was quite younger and... Well, prettier.... Back then. She'd brought you to the party, actually. Ah, you were so cute as a toddler, Mike."
Mike blushed slightly.
"But you were curious, and when Chelsea wasn't looking, you wandered out of the room, past the two animatronics that had entered. My boyfriend at the time... He went after you, knowing that the animatronics were dangerous after working the night shift."
Mike stared at Melody. "W-What happened..?"
"You wondered into a room, and he ran after you. Then there was just a screech and an animatronic lunged at him. It just came out of no where... He actually doesn't know which one it was.."
"So what you're saying is-"
"I-I just didn't want you to blame yourself, Mike..." Melody whispered softly, putting her hand on Mike's shoulder.
Mike sighed.
But I am responsible, Mike thought.