We Want Out

Just an Attraction

Henry never really showed his face at the new Fazbear's pizzeria that both Michael and Elliot had built from using the old Ricky's Fun House building. He tried his very best to stop associating himself with anything related to Fazbear Entertainment. However, there were times where he found himself staring up at the flashing neon sign displaying the words Freddy Fazbear's Pizza Place.

His hands were in his coat's pockets as the rain droplets hit the surface of his head. It was nightfall and he had told them that he was only going out for a walk. Instead, he was just staring at the sign flashing the same words. The streets weren't as busy, but you could hear the footsteps of people walking about and talking among themselves.

Another man stood next to Henry after a few minutes had passed. Emily turned his head to look at him. He was mummified by the looks of it. He wondered how he was standing in the rain without his bandages getting wet. He didn't think much of it and continued staring at the sign.

They both stood there in silence for an hour or so before the mummified man cleared his throat. "Looks wonderful in the night, doesn't it? I find myself standing out here staring at it sometimes." His arms were crossed as a small smile appeared on his "face".

"You're right... I don't tell the kids this, but I don't really go on walks. I stand out here and wonder how in the world did I go wrong... Did I mix with the wrong guy?" Henry chuckled sadly. "Sorry... I shouldn't be so open to somebody that I don't know. My name's Henry."

"Eric Davis." He lowered his arms and turned to face Henry. "Might've heard about me."

Emily took a moment to register what the man had said his name was. It wasn't exactly clicking in his head and he stared at the man with the most confused look on his face. "I have heard of that name but I don't know where."

"Owner of that horror attraction that burnt down?" Eric laughed nervously. "It was all over the newspaper."

It finally clicked.

"You tried killing Michael."

He went quiet for a moment before looking away to the quiet road. "It... was a mistake. He doesn't forgive me – and I understand why. I blamed him for things he hadn't done because I was blind with rage. I just wanted to talk to you."

"...I'm listening." Henry turned around once more to the entrance.

"William's plan. It's being messed with again, and I have my suspicions about that girl you've took under your wing alongside Michael." His trench coat started to move with the wind as he watched Henry walk towards the entrance of the pizzeria. "Tell me who she is."

Emily gripped onto the door handle. "Elliot.." He whispered under his breath before looking on over to Eric. "I don't know who she is. I have never gotten her name because I've buried myself in work."

"Don't lie to me, Henry." A girl's voice escaped the man. "You know exactly who she is. Spit it out."

The girl voice that was escaping from Eric was confusing Henry. He looked back at the red doors and inhaled. "It's Elliot." He finally spoke as he tried unlocking the doors.

"I knew Elliot would be here. You must know what she truly is or is she keeping that a secret from you and Michael too?" "Eric" started to approach Henry while he struggled to open the doors. "That girl can't be trusted."

"She has a heart of gold unlike her father." He finally managed to unlock the door after struggling and looked at the person, who was now close to him. Henry gulped. "Ju- just leave me alone. Please."

"Eric" grabbed the collar of Henry's shirt and brought him up to their height. Their eyes were glowing a light yellow. "William Afton's plan, as Eric had simply explained to you, is being messed with. Something is happening because those two idiots made this pizzeria into a real thing and if I find out it is either you, Michael or Elliot, I will rip one of you to shreds to the point where the police will not find a lick of evidence to frame us. It'll be like you vanished into thin air, only leaving your blood splattered on the white walls."

He started to sweat even more – mostly out of fear. Henry tried to say something but whimpered.

"They'll search for your lifeless body due to the amount of blood that will be on the walls. They'll search and search until they concluded that your body is hidden somewhere that they can't find. I may believe in not being like William, but I do not tolerate a plan being messed with when the man behind it should be dead. Do not make me do that because I sure will. Got it?" "Eric" finally let go of his collar.

Henry nodded quickly and rushed into the pizzeria, closing the door behind him and locking it.

They tugged at the trench coat. "Time to get this show on the road."