Mike Schmidt's Horrid Tale

With Dreams Come Nightmares

November-1987

"Now, now..." The man tapped at the wires inside a suit. "Well, this is some trouble." He chuckled, ripping them out with a powerful pull. The man continued ripping out the wires, and finally got ahold of the tiny box in the suit's chestal area.. No, closer to the suit's neck. He couldnt rip it out, but the man did some damage to it. After an hour, the managed to rip out some of the Crossbeams.. "Perfect.." He said, chuckling, walking outside the room he was in unnoticed.

A day later, the staff had noticed major malfunctions with that very same suit and put the Endoskeleton in the backroom, as it as now utterly useless and destroyed. The suit itself was also kept in the backroom, hidden.

The man soon returned, fumbling around, until he finally found it. "No Endoskeleton.." He began putting it on... "No problem..." He put on the helmet, or the face of the suit and walked outside the backroom, sneaking past the children and towards the West Hallway, where he then looked at the children. "Soon," He said. "Soon you will all be powerless."