The fire flared around me, burning at the suit, and roasting my exposed insides within it. The spirits were not in pain, they were freed. Somehow. Something you did. Why would you free them and not me? Aren't they no better than me? They killed too. They killed you. Over and over again. So why free them? The smoke grew too thick to see, I sat down knowing I wouldn't get out of here. They were free. They get to move on. But not me. I hate you. Because of you, I've been left behind.
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FNAFtober (But Words)
FanfictionSince I can't draw but like the idea of FNAFtober, I thought it would be a pretty cool idea to write something to go with each day instead. Fnaf and the daily prompts don't belong to me
