Those Fuzzy Memories

Routine

    They'll come. They always come.  Im certain of it.
      I sat in the small room listening for signs of life in the pizzaria. Nothing. It was killing me. What was taking them so long? I even dimmed the lights for Freddy!
     Sighing I stood to push the doorlight. Of course he was there. I cried out in shock and jumped back. Freddy stepped forward so that I could barely see him in the office light. He wasn't attacking or anything.
    Oh my god! His eyes! They were pitch black.
     I panicked and swung the axe, slamming it into the side of his neck.  He shrieked and lunged for my throat. I swung again crying out in panic.  It connected to his jaw.  Sparks began to shoot from his head. I started swinging blindly as he fell. When I opened my eyes, he was messily dismantled. I pushed his leg back out into the hall and sighed, my chest still heaving.  Suddenly I saw something on the camera out of the corner of my eye.      
    What...? I gripped the axe handle tighter. Bonnie was on the move. And Chica was behind him.

It seemed to be the longest night ever. At 3:30 am I was still trying to break Foxy's arm off. The others were just arms and legs, heads and torsos. They wont be able to fix them. If they do, they will be trashed. I'm safe... I stopped and began cramming the parts in the vent. It was 4 am. I walked to the stage,  shaking.
     I am finally free!
   I started walking around mindlessly and I found myself in the room behind the stage. There was an old puppet doll there, and lots of spare parts. Why didn't they just put this junk in the repair room? I wondered.
     Suddenly I heard a bang. A can of bolts had fallen off the counter.   I narrowed my eyes.
     Is that what I think it is?
   "Run."
   The voice behind me made me cry out with shock.  I whirled around, grabbing a wrench off the shelf.  "Who's there!?" I called.
     Suddenly he appeared. That kid. Robert. And next to him was Maggie. And Jake...Alex...Toby!
     No! No I killed them!  They died!
   Robert spoke again. "Run."
  I took a step back, my eyes widening.  "W-What the hell!?" I cried out.
     "Run," Maggie joined in.
      "Run. Run. Run. RUN!" They began to chant the word, coming closer and closer.  "Get away from here!" Jake screeched. 
    I turned, crashing into a shelf.
   The suit!
    I scrambled to my feet, too terrified to think. They're gonna kill me!
   I bumped into the suit in a panic, reaching back to unhook the neck.  I have no idea how I got in. I don't remember.  All I remember is being in it.
     Suddenlyagonizing pain shot through me. What's happening!?
    A stabbing pain hit my stomach, my shoulders, and my throat! Something was going through me. My legs hurt next. I opened my eyes to see the children. They looked horrified.  I couldn't breathe. I could fee a blood running down my throat and so much pain! I felt at my throat but only felt the hands on the suit.  I saw blood staining my hands, gushing onto the floor from my stomach. Blinded and horrified I fell to the floor, screaming. Im dying!
     Everything slowly spiraled away.

   I'm alive.  Im alive I'm alive I'm alive. ...
    What...is this?
   
  I opened my eyes and blinked. Slowly I looked down at my body. That's when I heard the voice.

   "They were in the vents, all broken up. Yea! Every single one of 'em. Uh huh. Yea...our security gaurd, Vincent. Yea he's missing. No one's seen him since Thursday. Yea, we're taking their parts and fixing them back together. Then we'll ship 'em to the new place. I think they took too much damage, ya know.  We might have to make 'em back ups. Those things are creepy. It'll be about the same just....get some new ones that aren't so....smelly. Yea they're in the truck now, going to get repairs.  Im going to get 'Springtrap' now. Yea. Looks like he fell.  Okay, see ya at the new place."
   
    Well then...looks like my job isn't finished yet.

  (End of book 2)