Chapter seven

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You groaned, noticing you were still alive.

What the freak?!

You opened your eyes to some ugly teeth.

"Hi!~" The psychopathic killer greeted you, smiling evilly at you.

You just stared at him like he was high.

"Why are you standing over me?" You groaned at him, trying to shove him off of you.

He was an animatronic. He was some pretty heavy metal, and you weren't strong enough to move him even a bit off of you.

"Because it's fun.~"

He definitely sounds like he's on cocaine or something.

"Right. Anyways where's Lefty?" You asked him.

He smirked.

"I taught them a thing or two! I put them back where they belonged." He bragged.

"..."

"Well, anyways, you weren't out for long. Just ten minutes. You're sweating a lot. That must suck."

"Are you high or something? You're not acting like a demented animatronic."

"No, I'm just glad that waste of space black bear is gone!"

He grins.

"So, are you going to kill me, or are we just going to sit here forever?" You asked, moving away from Springtrap.

"Heh heh heh." He laughed.

"Alright I'm leaving and going back to the office." You comment as you begin to trace your steps back to the office.

Springtrap was following closely behind you with a grin.

You ignored him to the best of your ability.

You traveled back to the office with no problem, well other than the animatronic who's chasing you following you and not killing you like he said he would.

You would escape, but he's not leaving you alone.

As soon as you sat down, he pressed his face into the glass. He was trying to intimidate you.

You pressed a broken button on the monitor.

A laughing sound could be heard.

Springtrap's ears twitched as he heard the laugh, but didn't follow it.

He then slowly walked towards the office, scratching the broken and charred window.

The sound made you want to put your hands against your ears and try to keep the sounds out. It sounded like a cat's nails, and not an animatronic's hand.

Springtrap casually walked into the office since there was no door to close.

"I'm done playing games." He told you.

You gave him a questioning look.

You were about to ask the crazy deranged random rabbit robot what he was up to, but then he smashed the computer you were using to make the noises.

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