As Craig bolted out in the hallway, Jamy and Foxy was left in the office. A clutter of metal was heard from the ceiling, along with the sound of radio static. It was Mangle. She’s been following Craig since he left the office.
“Target found. He is running in the halls of the pizzeria. He is now heading to the Show Stage” she reported to nobody in particular.
“Louise has already spoken with Francis. Francis agreed. The target has seen a glimpse of Louise’s shadow. What do we do, Sir?” It was pretty clear now that she wasn’t talking to nobody. She was definitely talking to someone, considering that it sounds like she was asking a question. Who was she talking to?
“Hmm… he saw a glimpse of Louise’s shadow.. No matter, everything is all going according to plan” a voice, a voice that was definitely not Mangle’s, but somebody’s.
“As soon as Craig runs in the Main Hall, that’s when you, Louise, and Francis, transport him to the alternate world. Understood?” the Voice was somehow talking to her through her radio static.
“Understood” she replied to the Voice
“Good. Go.”
And with that, Mangle crawled in the ceiling as she followed Craig. She noticed Louise following Craig as the little ghost girl started messing with his head again.
Mangle saw what happened in the office earlier. Craig was hearing an eerie sound, it became more and more painful every moment, as the little ghost girl scanned him. As she was scanning him, it became painful for Craig. The eerie sound that caused him a very painful headache. She was the one causing that eerie sound that Craig was hearing. At first, she didn’t realize that she was causing an eerie sound when she was scanning Craig for capability. The little ghost girl had the ability to scan a person, if that person is capable of being transported to the alternate world. That was one of the reasons why the Voice sent her to help transport Craig to the alternate world. As Craig raced through each party rooms, heading to the Show Stage, she continued scanning him, but this time, she scanned him carefully to avoid making that eerie sound louder. She didn’t want to hurt him. She was having a bit of a hard time scanning him. He wasn’t easy to scan, not like Jester. Jester’s mind was very easy to scan, at least for her anyway. Scanning Craig was different from Jester; Jester didn’t hear such sound at all, while Craig heard a sharp eerie sound that felt like knives to him. She has been with Jester ever since her death, but then that terrible accident happened and they were separated. She was then left to stay with the Voice. Ever since they were separated, she started to become depressed. Her depression grew each day as she was forced to lure people into his traps. All those people.. she felt bad for them… She was forced to obey his orders, and if she won’t, she will receive eternal punishment that will be impossible to undo, or fix. She always hoped that one day everything will stop, so she could be free and return to Jester.
Mangle always wondered why he needed to be scanned, all it was to do was to transport him. So why did she have to scan him? Francis, who was beside her, was starting to get worried about this. Louise has spoken to Francis, and made an agreement; Francis will help them transport Craig to the alternate world. Francis didn’t want to agree at first, and hesitated. He thought it would be too dangerous for his brother, but as Louise explained to him even further, he was starting to have second thoughts. In the end, he nodded for agreement. As Craig finally entered the Main Hall, Mangle, Louise and Francis did their roles to transport Craig to the alternate world.
Jamy waited for Craig to be out of sight in the hallway. As soon as Craig was out of sight, he balled his fists, clenching it tight as if he was about to punch somebody in the face. His eyes narrowed as he gritted his teeth.
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