It Wasn't Me

>[TFX]: Make Them Pay

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I looked over to the Kid's Cove. There, the white fox used to work to entertain the children. However, recently, the animatronic had started to, ah, break apart, wear down. So it seemed that the management would throw it away. That was, until they saw the kids piecing the fox back together. So the management came up with a great idea- A Build-An-Animatronic attraction! The kids were happy, the company making more money and the parents at peace.

But, there was still a downside the management never saw coming. As the kids had messed around with the animatronic's coding, they had gotten it broken, both inside and out. I do pity the darling fox. Forced to sit there, being ripped limb from limb repeatedly with a straight face. In fact, it had gone so bad that the workers started nicknaming it Mangle.

That was when the fox started acting odd. At night, it would hang on the ceiling, chew on the tablecloth, an endoskeleton head even appeared one day from God knows where. Of course, nobody bothered to address this problem to anyone, so the fox stayed in that condition.

The fox was running its usual work, being taken apart while also keeping the children in line, making sure nothing bad happened to them.

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>[TFX]: play introdialogue.mp3

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I had gotten far into my thoughts. Just the previous night, five more deaths had occurred. Of course, I was horrified. I decided to cover up the bloodied bodies. A carcass was clearly unacceptable in both a restaurant and a home. My home, that was.

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ERROR: command unable to carry out.

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I called out to the bear, and wanted him to help me to hide the bodies. And then, some hooded figure disabled it! I swear I had felt a tingling sense at the back of my head, as if I had gone through the experience before. But hey, everyone experiences a little déjà vu sometimes.

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...b r o t h e r...

???w h a t a r e y o u d o i n g???

???w h y d o y o u l e t t h i s t o r t u r e c o n t i n u e???

...s a v e y o u r s e l f...

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ERROR: virus detected.

[Run sc ERROan?]

[R un s404ca a n\}

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I sat there in the box, pondering for a few moments. After the bear had been disabled, the hooded figure looked at me with a twisted, demented smile. I forgot what happened after that. Actually, what if that was just a dream? In fact, I looked out the box in the morning. Everything was strangely in place. No blood, no meat, no traces left behind. Even the bear was in tip top condition. As if nothing had touched it before. Either it was just a dream, or that figure had quite a thing for cleaning.

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...s t a n d u p...

...f i g h t...

???d o n t y o u h a t e t h i s???

???t h e w a y y o u r e b e i n g t r e a t e d???

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But there was something about that 'dream', how it seemed so vivid. I swore it happened in front of my own two eyes. And then, it hit me. Why was the bear so clean? It looked brand new, strange, considering dozens of kids had already rubbed their filthy fingers on it.

I heard the roar of an overheating computer.

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...s a v e y o u r s e l f...

...m a k e t h e m p a y...

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I peered out of my box. I saw the fox. Its head was hovering in front of a small child. Its mouth wide open.

I saw death in its eyes.

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01110011 01100001 01110110 01100101 00100000 01110100 01101000 01100101 01101101

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...m a k e t h e m p a y...

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01101001 00100000 01100011 01100001 01101110 01101110 01101111 01110100

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...t a k e a c t i o n n o w...

...o r l i v e d e a d f o r e v e r...

...m a k e t h e m p a y...

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The emotionless face somehow seemed to portray some sort of sadness, as if it was fighting a losing battle. I leaned forward, carefully studying its actions.

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...i t i s y o u r d e s i c i o n...

...

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>[TFX]: Make them pay.

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Metal teeth pierced into the small skull.

Screaming. Screaming was all I heard. Red was all I saw. Bits and morsels of brain flew in each direction, like an acrobat of absolute terror. Blood poured out of the small body's head. The body stumbled and collapsed to the side. A man standing near the animatronic spectated the event, mouth opened wide in shock. A small booklet slipped from his hands and dropped onto the ground with a soft thud, almost drowned out by loud screams and smashing phones. People were either, fainting, calling an ambulance, or rushing to the limp body.

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Workers carried the fox away.

Poor fox.

Poor, bloody fox.