After Fire ( Fnaf Security Breach )

Chapter 5: Everlasting Thoughts

At first, the day had gone slow after the sun hit its peak. After Gregory was patched up by the Glamrock, he made his way to the front and closed the van's hatch, and properly attached the wire from the battery with the clips. Gregory couldn't help but notice the rusty animatronic wandering over to the wired pile of The Blob for a moment. The kid turned his head and ignored it, for now, it wasn't his business. Climbing carefully back into the driver's seat, silence had come to his mind. Couldn't quite think of anything either. But he knew the faint sound of fire crackling was still echoing in his ears violently that he hated it.

Reaching forward, Gregory grasped on the pop and took a few gulps to try and get it out of his head for some time. But his face scrunched for the moment, even with the weather; the soda had become warm due to being in the sun and had a slightly bitter taste. He was aware some people wouldn't care or simply liked it, but the fizz added to it, not including the copper and spicy flavor it already had to its intentions. Wasn't a huge fan of pop, but he couldn't complain. It was something.

Putting the can into the cup holding in the front instead, Gregory looked at the radio for a moment. Surely what he's done was on the news by now? He sighed, jumping in his seat for a moment to twist the key back into the socket; a loud rumbling sound occupied for a moment. "Gregory?" Glamrock Freddy called out to him, the robotic ques of concern following suit. Gregory faced him for a moment, " turning on the radio for a bit!" He called back, not getting a verbal response after that as he put his hands on a button and pushed it, turning a dial to the side and another for the volume as a man's voice came through the box.

"- And as of this morning, the family-friendly franchise known as Fazbear's Entertainment had struck yet another tragedy to their decade's worth of misfortunes. " Gregory paused for a moment, even if he was seeking g for the channel. He thought it would take him longer or it wouldn't be talked about that much at noon or so. He adjusted the volume again a few more dials. " Started back as early as the 80s, will this beloved company ever find its footing in the years to come?" Gregory tilted his head, not quite clicking on any other incidents - sure, a few rumors but he didn't quite think of them as true. Just some ghost stories to try and scare kids on the playground.

" As reported and seen by many members of the community as early as 6:37, 'the fire had started in the Pizza Plex by the bottom floor and quickly rose to the top floor before the fire department and police would arrive at the scene to properly secure the area. " There was a pause, assuming it was for a breath. " at their arrival, it had seemed the fire had just barely reached one resident's home through their lawn. As for the fire itself, investigators are still in the search for the cause if it was an accident or foul play had been in another incident. But beloved fans of the franchise shall know, that this is not the first fire the company has dealt with it. But I know I won't be the first to say 'it won't be the last."

Gregory moves back against the leather seat, listening to the radio with full interest. He was a fan, not like would as it so easily - but finding this out was a bit frightening to him. Questions haunting him now as minutes passed about how the man spoke of the fire once more and hinted at the previous incidents but never added more detail that infuriated the bit abit due to his curiosity. But had assumed the pizzeria under the plex was one of them with how worn-down it looked but still liked very intact somehow so that happened recently. But everything else was a roll of dice with unanswered questions. How many incidents were there, what other fires happened, and what did the other buildings that made the franchise have its reputation of failure?

At last, as Gregory crossed his arms, the section was ended with;" and how long do we need to wait until a new tragedy reaches yet another establishment? I may not have the answers, but I am Nicholas Rivera tunning out for today's news at twelve. " Gregory blurred out the rest, careless leaning at the edge near the seat belt's holder, and kept his gaze on the radio for a few seconds more before to his bandaged arm. Firm but somehow comforting weirdly enough. The boy wondered more, ignoring it as a song started to come through.