It's been a month since I've been to the attraction. Springtrap left the same night he came. For weeks, I have pondered about him. He seemed so fragile and scared. Perhaps this was too much for him. I wonder what he's been up to. Has he been scaring my boys?
The more I think, the more I think about what I saw and what I've been able to learn.

I've been keeping up with my timeline project and I must say, this is royally fucked. The only thing I can't figure out is who the first child was. Perhaps his soul is in a suit and I can talk to him.

Oh what am I thinking? This shit has been going on for about 30 years now. On top of that, there are other locations according to the phone recordings. I wonder what it's like over there, but that is not the point. I need more answers. Everything is contradicting itself with certain people and events. Hell, I'm not sure who even did the bite of 87'!

I sigh in annoyance, thinking back on my memories. For example, if I want to find out who the first child was. When the souls of the children cornered that purple guy, I noticed something that they all had in common. They all had tear stained faces. If that's the case, the only "animatronic" I can think of is the one who never really showed up that much. I believe it was the marionette. Even so, he came through with the toys. No, it has to be him. Right?

I suppose I'll find out soon.

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Springtrap POV

I can't fucking believe this. I don't want to be this way. Though, perhaps this is a good thing. Now that I'm back in this retched suit, I can continue murdering without anyone really noticing. I began to get angry. It dawned upon me of how I got in this damn suit again in the first place. I should have dismantled that damn chicken somewhere else. I can see and feel her presence roaming around. I can still feel my soul being mixed with the suit.

Though, this will all be over soon. I know these suits like the back of my hand. Hell, this one goes off on its own from time to time.

That little bitch thinks that just because the souls of some children took a liking to her, she can just turn everything around. No, not in a million years. I am immortal. I can do what I want, when I want. With that being said, she is going to pay for ruining my plans. I am going to make her suffer. One way, or another.

One month ago-

I could feel a chain around my neck. It was as if the suit and I were connected already. As if by magic, the suit case back and I felt like a magnetic being drawn to metal. I wanted to be inside of it and get the feeling of pain.

Slowly, I crawled back into the suit. It was cold and tight. I looked around my surroundings, and I noticed the roof had water droplets. My breath hitches as I watched water fall from the roof into the suit. The second water hit it, the locks activated.

It happened all over again. It hurt so bad, blood sprayed and leaked from the fucked up suit. I screamed for help, but the only person who was there, merely smiled at me. I could feel myself changing between human and animatronic.

But then it stopped. I took a new type of breath. I managed to stand up and look at myself. I didn't look like myself, but I could think like myself. I must admit, this gives me a great idea. I have that shy fool's memories. If I can act the part, then this idea is golden.

I tried to change back into the animatronic form, but it hurt like a bitch. Everything I tried to do in that suit hurt. I changed back and smiled.

I have a new plan, and it's going to change everything.

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For the next few months, things continued on, with a few extra steps though. During your pregnancy, you have only gotten bigger and can hardly move. You do your best to keep things together, though.

Throughout time, you have been coming to dead ends trying to figure out the lore of your own life. Josiah has been avoiding you, your inner demon has been oddly quiet. You know the two are connected, but this is just plain weird. Even Goldie has completely disappeared, but no one seems to really care.

You can't help but feel as if something has been pulling you to go out there and take action for yourself. However, something is also pushing you to stay for the health of your child. It's no secret that you're a fighter, but you feel so weak and helpless. As if everyone is hiding everything from you. Is there a reason you feel this way? Why can't Foxy and Bonnie do their best to reassure you? Why can't the boys be honest with you anymore? Why is your entire existence being questioned?

With a sigh, you come out of your room. You manage to get your shoes on and look over at the time. It's barely midnight. You go to open the door, only for someone else behind you to close it. You look back to see Freddy with an annoyed face.

"(Y/n), we've been over this. You can't go, it's not safe."

"Then come with me!"

Without hesitation, you raise your voice at him. It's clear you wanted to leave, but Freddy wouldn't budge. You both stood there for quite some time arguing over whether or not you could go.

"Fine, but the second I think we should leave, I don't want to hear any arguing."

You nod as you quickly leave, Freddy right behind you. Not even ten seconds later, you hear the door reopen and you see Bonnie and Foxy leaving the house.

"There is no way in hell that we're just gonna let you two go alone."

Bonnie's face was one of pure rage. Did it anger him that much that you were going to leave? In his mind, he was only fearing the worst. He and Foxy caught up with you two and stayed close.
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The closer you got the attraction, you had this sick feeling in your stomach. Your vision was blurry, knees weak, arms were heavy. You could hear a voice calling your name. You stopped and looked around. The outside world seemed darker than usual. The tint in the night sky gave you a sense of euphoria. The feeling quickly turned into one of panic. The voice calling out to you got louder and louder. It became disoriented and twisted. It sounded like Josiah and your inner demon linked together. It got louder and louder. You began to walk again, pushing through everything.

You all went through the back of the attraction. Water leaked from the ceiling, making the place scarier than what it already was.

With confidence, you walked through the place. The memories poured into your mind. With sadness laced in your voice, you call out the one that made you feel safe. You called out her name, but you could barely hold back the tears. The cold dark hallway made you feel alone, despite the boys behind you, you felt like no one really had your back anymore. Being back in this horrific place only made it worse.

You heard footsteps running towards you. You wipe your eyes to see Mike with a scared face. His arms wrap around you, keeping you in place.

"Why does everyone keep lying to me?"

His hold on you loosened at your words. He gripped your shoulders and only looked at you. His eyebrows came together as he sighed.

"Fine, but I'm taking you home first."

Bonnie spoke up, a stern look on his face.

"We'll stay back to back up the boys and investigate."

Mike nodded as you hugged all three of them, you hugged Foxy the longest. You looked up at him with tears in your eyes, fearing something will happen to him too. Then, something else crosses your mind.

"Bring Goldie home.."

As you said his name, everything around you turned to black. You looked around to see your demon right in front of you. His words rang through your ears.

"Those who are left behind will stick together."

As he finishes his sentence, your snatched back into reality. Foxy's eyes a little wide. Black tears poured from your eyes. You quickly wipe them and let him go.

"I'll bring him back. I promise."

With that, Mike guided you out of the attraction. His hold you tighter than ever. His reassuring voice gave you a different sense of euphoria. His warmth made you feel like everything was okay. As he walked you back home, one hand was clenched, but the other was gently rubbing your stomach. The silence filled the air, but it didn't bother either of you. The objective now is to only get home safely.

Meanwhile, the other boys searched the place. The last thing that any of the animatronics heard was Goldie's voice.

"Don't make a promise, if you aren't alive keep it."