We Want Out

Unfixable

An abandoned pizzeria sat in the open, creeping out anybody who walked by. This pizzeria used to be the New and Improved Ricky's Fun House. It was a failed experiment by the Fazbear Entertainment company long ago before they even thought up about Freddy Fazbear and the gang. Before they even made Fredbear's Family Diner into a real thing. It sat there with the decaying sign of a creepy mascot and his two friends.

Elliot hated this place. She forgot about the place until earlier, where she randomly left the house and Michael called after her. She stared up at the sign. This place could do it. This place could be the luring point. Elliot walked up towards the doors and yanked at the doors. They creaked louder than anything. This place really did get left to rot when she opened the door and walked in, getting the smell of a dead corpse (not literally) smacked in her face.

Michael had finally caught up to Elliot, who had opened the doors to the old pizzeria of Ricky's Fun House. He looked up at the sign and then looked at his sister. "Elliot," he spoke, making the girl jump and turn around, "isn't this the place William and Henry made before... before they... you know." He sounded out of breath. Michael couldn't even breathe because of being a rotting corpse but here he was, panting like crazy.

"Yeah. This place creeps me the fuck out but this could be the place we do this stupid plan of yours." Elliot smiled at Michael. That smile seemed a bit off but Michael shrugged it off. "I still can't believe you want us both to be in the building when it happens."

"I told you, Ell, we don't have anybody to go back to."

"We have Henry. Are you forgetting that he adopted us? Seriously?"

They both walked into the pizzeria. Michael cringed at the smell but understood why it smelt like this. It was abandoned long ago after all. The entire layout was so much more different to a Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. Yeah, the stage was close to the entrance like usual but where was the two corridors that lead down to the office? There was only one big hallway.

Elliot moved towards the big hallway and looked down it. She raised an eyebrow. "I guess they didn't think about an office. I mean, they had animatronics but why would they need a night guard for this thing if it was meant to be an experiment, right?"

"How long was this place up for?" Michael was staring at the stage. The floorboards had caved into each other, but it looked as though somebody had beat the shit out of the floor in anger. He choked out a sigh. God, they really are going to have to fix this place up.

"Oh, I don't know. I'm not really... that good with my knowledge of this place. I knew of its existence." Her voice seemed to be fading into the hallway. "I'll check if they have an office somewhere though, have a nice time looking around the place."

The rotting corpse sat on the stage. He stared at the hole that was created from the floorboards being crushed in. Michael messed with the bandages on his hands before another choked out sigh escaped him. He was thinking about his family again. Jamie. Eric. Hazel. He had such a good life ahead of him.

Everything had to go downhill. His husband died in a springlock suit, and he had to discover it. His daughter died in a springlock suit, which was found by a fellow employee of hers. His son tried burning Fazbear's Fright down while him, Michael and William were in the building. Eric managed to survive it for unknown reasons.

He ran his finger on the stage. "Father..." he whispered to himself. "Father, you are going to pay for everything you have done." He got up from his seated position and moved away. Everything was going to be sorted out once and for all.

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"What are we going to do about him?"

"You know what we must do."

"You are leading yourself in a death trap."

"Keep playing along with him. He cannot suspect a thing from you."

"But what if he does?"

"Then you are completely useless to me. Do not forget your goal in this plan. You are the traitor."

"I understand."

"Good. Keep playing along now."

"I will."