Five Nights At Freddy's: Only One [Book 5]

Purple Guy

We drove up to the horror attraction.

We walked inside and headed to the office. We got our phone call and then the night began for real.

"Are you ready?" I asked Sherry nervously.

She slowly nodded.

"Y-yeah. I just don't think this is worth it."

"Don't worry, we'll get out of this ok. I just want to check this out for a few more nights." I replied.

I suddenly heard a sound from outside the window. It was a scraping sound. I looked. It was a rusted version of Foxy. He was scraping his hook across the glass.

"Stand back Sherry." I whispered.

I reached in the corner and picked up a crowbar. Foxy walked into the doorway and stared at us. I raised the crowbar.

"M-mi-i-i-ke." He said.

"Foxy?" I replied.

His head twitched and he leapt out at me. I swung the crowbar and stuck him in the chest. Black ooze splattered out. Then he disappeared.

"What just happened?!" Sherry asked.

"It was a phantom." I answered.

Suddenly, there was a faint voice echoing through the halls.

"Mikey." It said slowly and quietly.

Footsteps echoed through the halls as well. I peeked out the door. There was a pair of glowing eyes.

"Mikey." It said again.

I stepped out into the hall.

"Mike, get back here!" Sherry demanded.

"Wait, I think something's happening." I replied.

"Mikey, save us." The voice said again.

The figure finally appeared in the light. It was a phantom of Chica.

"Chica?" I said.

Chica suddenly twitched and then sprinted towards me. I stuck out the crowbar and impaled her. Black ooze splattered over the floor. Then she disappeared.

I knelt down by the goop.

"Something isn't right here." I stated.

Sherry walked up beside me.

"What is it?"

"I don't think they're in control." I said.

"What do you mean?" Sherry asked.

"I think someone's controlling them like...puppets." I answered, while realizing something.

We suddenly heard a faint laughing through the building.

"Who's there!?" I yelled.

"Hahaha! After all these years, you still haven't figured it out!" The voice said.

"Who are you?" I asked.

"I'm the one who was behind the last terrible thing that happened at Freddy's!" The voice boomed.

Golden Freddy. That's who it was.

"You're Golden Freddy!" I shouted.

"Not quite! I'm the true mastermind!" It said as the Golden Bunny animatronic walked in.

"You?!" Sherry exclaimed.

"Yes, I'm the one who started everything! The murder, the bite, the shadows!" The Bunny answered.

"Who are you exactly?" I asked.

Suddenly, the bunny began to shake. A purple mist came out of the mouth. Standing before us was a spirit made of Purple.

"You can call me, the Purple Guy!"