Location: Ace's office is filled with tension as he watches his computer screens, his eyes shifting between multiple windows, the Malhare program still in containment.
Ace: (Sighs) This waiting is driving me crazy.
(Just as he thinks that, a notification pops up on his main PC. It's an alert: "Remote Countdown Activated on Malhare Virus. Estimated Time: 10 minutes.")
Ace: What the...?
(A second notification immediately follows, showing GPS coordinates, pinpointing the location of the sender. It's not the same as the warehouse William went to.)
Ace: This is it.
(Ace grabs his phone and dials William's number, who picks up after a couple of rings.)
William: (Answering the phone) Ace? Did you find something?
Ace: Will, change of plans. I've got a countdown activated on the Malhare virus. Just ten minutes until it does... well, I don't know what, but it won't be good.
William: What? Where are you? Are you okay?
Ace: I'm still at the office. I've also got coordinates to the sender's location. It's not the warehouse you're at. You need to go there, now!
William: Alright, send me the coordinates. I'm on my way.
(Ace sends the new coordinates to William's phone. William immediately changes his course, driving fast but cautiously.)
Ace: Will, I'll do my best to stop this countdown or at least contain it, but you need to get to that location and find out who's behind this.
William: Understood. Be careful, Ace. We don't know what this program is capable of.
Ace: Likewise. Call me as soon as you get there.
(They both hang up. Ace refocuses his attention on the countdown now showing 8 minutes and 17 seconds. His hands hover over the keyboard as he prepares to do battle in the digital realm.)
With a sense of urgency driving them both, Ace gets to work trying to crack into the code to stop the countdown, while William speeds toward the mysterious new location, each hoping to put an end to the menace that has been looming over them for so long
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FNAF: Alternate Timeline
Fanfictionthis is just a short story I whipped up with ChatGPT for a couple of days and thought I'd put it here. this story follows a living version of William and Ace (from my other book) where in this timeline, nothing bad happened, which means no Pizza Ple...
