chapter 24

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The door creaked loudly as cotts entered the room. The repair shop was quite dark, filled to the brim with spare equipment, suits, lights, and all sorts of other needed items.

Cotts crept through the room, looking around for what the hell made the loud crash, it wouldn't be long however till he found the answer.

In the corner he found frankburt, lifeless and on the floor, whilst the others stood still in their positions. He mustve came loose cotts thought, and shook his head, however something caught his eye. The box on the back of the machine was leaking.

At first it looked like normal oil, until cotts came in for a closer look. No, it was much too watery to be oil, he crouched down and let some drip on his finger before shining his flashlight on it, it was a dark crimson color, the kind you wouldnt usually see a machine having.

Cotts sniffed the liquid, and gagged at the smell of it, from there it took him a moment to realize what was coming out of the machine

It was blood.
The machine, was leaking blood.

Cotts stumbled back, away from the machine as his mind raced. However before he could think too deeply, the machines body twitched.

Cotts then watched in horror as the machine slowly stood to its feet, its eyes lighting up in the darkness. Cotts couldnt move, he was frozen with fear as the robot looked down at him, he could hear the intricate mechanisms inside moving as the machine spoke, "Whats your name??" It said, with a cartoony voice, one that cotts would hear a character like goofy have. Cotts said nothing as he scrambled to his feet, backing away slowly, the machine following hin whilst chuckling.

"Is it your birthday today?" It asked, cotts now turning and booking it to the door. What the fuck was going on? HOW WAS IT MOVING???
cotts slammed the door behind him as he stumbled on the way to the office, quickly dialing the number like vincent asked.

As the phone rang cotts could hear the loud metal slamming down onto the floor, it was comming, and cotts knew it. He looks behind him in fear as sombody picked up,
"What?" A harsh voice said on the other side.

"Hey look listen-" cotts said, his voice shakey and slow. "Im on my first night on the job, and one of the robots is walking around, i dont know what to do about this, its leaking blood, its talking to me, i dont know whats going on-" the operator said something quietly before hanging up the phone, cotts's eyes widdened.

"God dammit help me!!"

He tried to dial 911, but the call wouldnt seem to go through, scaring cotts even more. He quickly crawled underneath the desk as the loud footsteps became closer and closer, the goofy chuckling of the machine echoed throughout the empty resturant.

Cotts closed his eyes tightly as the footsteps came into the office, before stopping abruptly. Cotts opened his left eye to see the robot crouched down, its head tilted to the side staring at him.

Cotts screamed as he went to crawl away, the machine reacting by standing up, and flipping the desk to stop cotts's escape. Cotts squeezed himself past the legs of the desk, and ran out of the office.

There had to be something to turn this damn thing off right? Cotts thought as he sped into the repair shop, tearing the place apart looking for some button or something.

The machine came down the hall towards the repair shop, causing cotts to panic even more. Whilst searching one of the shelves, he felt himself slip back on the puddle of blood, his arm pulling down the shelf and spilling all of its contents onto the floor and on him. He looked around and saw himself covered in spare mascot fur, heads, props, and other such items. Cotts searched around, before grabbing a freddy head, and slipping it overtop his head as he buried the rest of his body in the items.

The only wall ill survive is through hiding he thought as his body trembled, the door slowly opening to reveal the machine.
Cotts held his breath as the machine scanned around for him.

It felt like cotts was there for hours as the machine stood, its eyes still wide and aware. Cotts breathed heavily as he saw the machine move again, however it moved back to its normal place next to the others, before closing its eyes, and making a loud mechanical screech. Cotts stood up, and took the mask off, starring at it in wonder.

It worked, it really worked he thought, now it was time to get the fuck out of there. Cotts ran to the front door, but before he could open it, the doors slammed back, revealing alison and a group of his men.

Cotts breathed heavily and smiled
"My god, am i glad to see you! I was attacked by that thing and i-"
Before he could finish a bullet went through his skull as alison went to the repair shop to see the mess.

Alison groaned as he shook his head, and looked at one if his men. "Get ahold of vincent, we need to talk..."

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