I walked into the repair room and look at Foxy. Those stupid kids! I wish they'd keep they're hands to themselves! I began to fix his jaw, feeling a "deja vu" moment.
Thats when it I remembered when I had been here before. I slowly turned, expecting to see the child again, like in my dream, but there was nothing there.
All at once the memories hit me. Their screams of pain. The little hands reaching up towards me. Its too late! A voice shrieked.
I have to make it stop! I thought. I gazed around the room, my eyes landing on something. A glass box on the wall. "Break if Fire" it said.
I hurried over and slammed my fist into it, ignoring the pain. I grabbed the wooden handle to the axe beside the fire extinguisher, beads of blood running down from my knuckles. Thunder boomed outside as I looked at Foxy, stranding in Pirate's Cove. Then I turned and walked down the hall.
After tonight, I no longer carry this burden.
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Those Fuzzy Memories
Action"I still have games to play..." This is a fnaf fanmade story, Five Nights at Freddy's belongs to Scott Cawthon I am not making profit off this
