The Third

It Burns

It was a blaze. Everything was on fire. Tre was running for his life, and for him, this was horrible. Kevin saw it too, the fire. He didn't know if Tre was going to be okay or not.

Technically they were both just scared as h#%%.

Tre still was worried about the entrance being locked, it would be trouble if he didn't escape. Sudden death. That's what could happen.

He then, finally, had gotten to the exit that he forgot about. But just his luck, it was locked. He then, after trying to escape his fiery grave, had seen a shadowy figure staring back at him.

Seven feet tall with creepy white eyes. "Springtrap..." he whispered. He wanted to run, but didn't know what would happen. He had a coughing fit after realizing that he could not escape the blazing red flames. He ran and ran, only to be cut off from the entrance because of a piece of the building that had fallen.

He was getting weaker and coughed more. He had soon fainted from inhaling the smoke.

After some time, he had awoken to the sight of paramedics, firefighters, and policemen surrounding him and Kevin.

"*Cough, cough* W-what happened?"

"You fainted because of the smoke from the fire. You're lucky to be alive. That whole entire building was on fire. We found you just in time." The fireman said in a serious tone.

"And Tre, everything had been burned. Except for a few things." Then said Kevin.

Tre still stood in awe. He saw how the animatronic didn't want him to leave and how it stared at him with its white, ghostly eyes.

At least Tre still had his life. And at least he had a story to tell someday.

Not to mention, he now had a mystery to solve. One day. Someday.

~???