It's Play Time!

Chapter 24

"He's in there." Charlie pointed to a room labeled 'safe room'.

"How do you know?" Lulua asked. "I just do. Come." They all walked in.

"Samantha, hurry up!" Mia called as her little legs struggled to keep up with the more developed children.

She walked in to see the other ghosts and Foxina blocking the door. He ran around frantically, looking for a way out.

She shook her head. "We know what you did, William." She backed him onto the wall. "The others are under our protection." She giggled at his scared expression.

He looked over at the Springbonnie costume and an idea sparked in his mind. In one swift motion he put it on.

They all looked at him in confusion. She then remembered him as the familiar bunny she had loved.

"Mr. Bunny?" She smiled until she saw his flesh.

"You... tricked me." She pulled the trigger and all the springlocks began to form into the endoskeleton.

They snapped into his body and ripped his organs out. The animatronic parts pulled into his body and he became one with his favorite creation. He screamed in pain and agony, until his lungs were punctured, and he no longer had the ability to do that.

It was hell for him but heaven for them. It strange because it used to be hell for them but heaven for him. The tables have turned. One by one, they all walked out, the more skeptical children staying behind to make sure he was suffering.

Eventually, they all left until only Foxina was left.

"Are you coming?" Charlie asked. She looked down at her killer, who was still struggling to breathe.

"I'm going to stay. I'm going to make sure he's dead." She looked down at him. If she could smile, she would.

He reached up one more time before falling back and going limp. She bent down and stared into his dead eyes.

"This time, I'm the one watching the light leave your eyes." She giggled.

"Charlie. He is going to come back. I remember, you told me... while normally being impaled like that would result in immediate death, the springlock failures these suits cause are painful enough to consistently cause so much agony that life is maintained in some way. Is that... is that bad?" She looked back but Charlie was gone.

She turned back to the corpse. She stroked his face and smiled.

"I will never let you pass on."