We Want Out

Parasite

Henry had been too busy staring at the old blueprints he managed to dig out. Blueprints him and William had made for the Funtime animatronics – alongside with Circus Baby. He sat there, at his desk, with no thoughts in his head other than "Why?". He was asking himself that question a lot lately and he never seemed to get an answer for it.

The door opened, which snapped Henry right out of his gaze, and he turned his head around to see that Elliot and Michael had returned. A small smile appeared on his face as he got up from his chair. "Have you found a place yet?" He sounded quite nervous, but he had always sounded this nervous ever since Charlie died.

"We sure have!" Elliot's cheery voice echoed in the small office. "I'm sure you're familiar with the place, though. You remember Ricky's Fun House don't you, Dad?" She had gotten used to calling Henry Dad rather than Uncle, while Michael still often called him by his name or just Uncle.

Henry stood there for a moment, thinking, before nodding a little. "Of course, I remember it. It was the first experiment me and your father did before we had moved onto Fredbear's. What? Did you find the old place?"

"The very same place!" She had the brightest smile on her face. "Me and Michael think it's a good place to start the business, you know. Do you think we'll be able to buy the place out?"

Henry seemed to zone out a little. He was remembering what Ricky's had used to be. Henry was proud of that little experiment, but it had to be shut down after things started to go sideways. He still had the blueprints of Ricky and the gang somewhere in this office of his. He just didn't want to dig through everything.

Emily had not realised how long he had zoned out for until he heard Michael's voice.

"Henry? You alright?"

"Huh?" He finally snapped out of it and shook his head, adjusting the glasses slipping off his face before a small smile appeared on his face. "Yes, of course I am. Sorry. Yes. You can buy the place out. After all, I do still have the rights to it." He laughed softly.

Elliot had fist-bumped the air. "Awesome! We'll get started on it first thing tomorrow, right, Michael?" She looked at her decomposing brother.

He looked back at her with a smile. "Of course."

They walked out of the office while Henry was still smiling. He turned around when the door was closed and sat back down at his desk, fiddling with something while the blueprints of the Funtimes laid out across it.

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"You think this plan is stupid."

"Of course, I do."

"From the day they were born, they were destined to go down this path."

"Please, not the riddles."

"Then do what I say. Play your part accordingly and everything will go down like it was supposed to. Michael already ruined it once. I do not need you doing it too."

"I completely understand."

"Good. Keep it up."

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The streetlamps had brightened now.
It always did during nightfall.

He stood in the shadows.

It wasn't time yet.

He should wait.

The shadow retreated back into the alleyway before anybody could spot him.