Infestation (A fanmade Fazbear fright story)

The performing slaughter center (Page 4)

"AAAHHH!!! WHAT THE FLYING FLOUNDER FISH IS THAT?!?!?!" Nicholas screamed. The animatronic, no doubt being music man, stood upon the stage before a shrieking crowd. The animatronic struggled to hold a smile among the screaming crowd. "Loud crowd I have tonight....no matter. Children, my name is Music Man, and I-" Music Man was interrupted by the crying and screaming of the teenagers and children.

Music Man began to twitch moderately. The shrieks from the teenagers and children dominated what he wanted to say. It made his non-existent blood boil. He began to breathe heavier, grasping his cymbals in agony. The cries, they would not stop. It was unrealistic in his eyes. After what had happened on the truck to him...he was expecting a more respectful audience.

"N-Now now, kids...I-" The children refused to silence their noise. Everyone was in a panic, except for Cynthia. She looked down at the animatronic, not with fear, but rather in shock. He was of an unique specimen, in her eyes. Despite the blood he had upon his hands, Cynthia did not see that; She didn't hear that story. What she heard, was a robot struggling to express himself among a crowd of judgmental beings. With each second of wonder Cynthia collected, Music Man became more and more angry.

"FORGET IT!!!," yelled the robot, "YOU WANNA SCREAM?!?! I'll MAKE YOU SCREAM!!" With that, Music Man pulled the hair of a random dark skinned teenage girl up to his stage, before mercilessly slamming her on the unforgiving stage wood, shattering her head open and exposing her brains. The crowd began to scream and cry, including Nicholas who kept himself for vomiting at the scene. Cynthia gasped slightly, noticing his peaking anger as Music Man began to scuttle after other noisy audience members, like a spider reaching his caught prey.

Nicholas began to hold Cynthia and cry, thinking this is where he would die. But as soon as Music Man killed a few more children, Cynthia snapped out of her hypnotic, curious state and looked around the area. She noticed a small floor vent behind the seat they were sitting, and quickly ran over to it with Nicholas. Cynthia kicked the vent with all her might, with the help of Nicholas of course, and the two children quickly slithered into the enclosed area, escaping the blood bath that became of the PAC.

As the 15 year olds climbed upwards within the vent system, they could hear the blood curdling cries of mutilated toddlers, children, and adolescents. Nicholas wiped his sweaty, tear struck face as they climbed. The echoed cries and the claustrophobia of the vents made Cynthia feel queezy. As she continued to crawl, she began to think about something...why is Music Man like this?

Cynthia remembered the look of irritation and annoyance as Music Man twitched and attacked his audience. Was this because of the children's noise? Looking back on the moment, the childrens cries, if taken out of context, were on the louder side of the spectrum. Even by her standards, if that much noise were to happen, she would become irritable. Besides that, what happened with him and the truck? It was clear what happened, by why did it happen? Just another mystery to find out about Music Man...

Soon, the children came to a more wider section of the ventilation system, where they could properly sit down. These types of vents were above a main hall way that connected the casino's restaurants and shops together. Both Nicholas and Cynthia sat down. As Nicholas caught his breath, Cynthia wondered...What was Music Mans problem? And how could she solve it?