John's P.O.V.
"Ahhhh!!!!!"I was running when I saw a solid metal door"Secuirity Room!
"I entered I saw the stuff that the restoraunt was going to do if the killer didn't show up!.
I looked at Camera 06 I saw Golden Freddy it was just right the corner.He looked at the camera and wires came out of his eyes then I looked at Camera 07 it say error and lights were turning on and off after the lights turned off I saw Golden Freddy infront of me he punched me I passed out after a few minutes I saw Golden Freddy with a knife when the lights turned off and on I saw the killer and him at once its like he possessed Golden Freddy!
"Please.....I beg you don't kill Vincent!!"I stand up and run but wires were tangled with my feet he was about to stab me but.."Freddy, Bonnie, Chica?your helping me??"
"Ofcourse now run John!"but how...but when...but why??"How did you know my name?"
"I'm Jullian and my spirit was trapped in this building now go!"
"No I won't leave you!!"
"I'm dead now go!"
I didn't go Vincent was stabbing the robots.
"Vincent!!stop!"He looked"So...what are you gonna do about it??"he was about to stab me but I saw a axe I stabbed him in the head, chest, and feet.....
I finished him off....but the robots where very broken the last word of freddy/Jullian was"Thanks John you freed us from the killer."then I saw the spirits of my friends waving ang singing to me....
Balloons (FNAF 3 song)
So many years,
so many dark memories,
so many fears we've now put to ease.
Pain makes you do things you never knew you could do,
is this all real?
Or just deja vu?
But now the party's over,
now the guests are gone.
its already past our bedtime,
its already almost dawn.
Just like balloons we soar on our own,
finally free from the pain of our home.
and just like balloons that no-one will hold,
free from the truth,
that no-one will know.
Just little children,
not at all strange,
until the lights went out
and everything changed.
Alone and afraid for oh so long,
wondering what did we do wrong?
'Cause now the partys over
and everyone is red,
i feel sick to my stomach,
or am i sick in the head?
Just like balloons we soar on our own,
finally free from the pain of our home.
and just like balloons,
that no one will hold,
free from the truth that no one will know.
All of the pain,
far in the past,
Yet echoes of screams,
Forever will last.
Just like balloons we soar on our own,
Finally free from the pain of our home.
and just like balloons that no one will hold,
free from the truth that no one will know.
No one knows.
