Vincent looked around his room and admired his handy work. He had managed to display his whole entire knife collection and more across each and every wall in the room, and this made him proud.
And he'd made good time too. It was only 2 AM. Thank god he didn't have the night shift anymore, or have a job anymore for that matter. It didn't matter.
He swiped some dust off of his now unused purple uniform and took a deep breathe. They'd never find out about the murders he committed at Fazbear's now that he was gone.
Now, dressed only in boxers, he climbed into bed and wrapped the blankets tightly around himself. Feeling no regrets from the days before, he fell asleep peacefully.
Little did Vincent know that things were soon to turn ugly, as every tale always has its complications, ours starts here...
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I Am My Own Worst Nightmare (FNAF VINCENT FANFICTION)
FanfictionEveryone falls asleep at some point right? Well some people don't always wake up right away... Will Vincent be able to escape the dark realm hidden within his own dreamstate? (Credits to Scott, Rebornica, and others who deserve the credit if I didn'...
