Guy Thinks About Fire

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I was at the hospital with Chuck. It had been a few weeks, and Eric was still in a coma.

Chuck yawned, "I'm going to head back. Call me when you want to get pic-"

"I'll walk." I said.

Chuck nodded. "O-okay.." With that, he left.

I walked over to Eric's bed, rubbing his arm. "Please, Man... Wake up.." I begged. "I'm so sorry!"

"He forgives you." Something said behind me.

"Wha..?" I turned, and a small figure stood behind me. It looked like a little boy.

"He isn't mad," the little boy said.

"Are you sure?" I felt oddly comfortable.

"I'm positive. But... I think Fazbear Fright should be closed."

"Why?!"

"It's dangerous.. and.. well, we don't want to be remembered as a horror attraction.."

I blinked. "We? Remembered? Are you a.. ghost?"

"I prefer spirit but yes, I am a ghost."

"Are you haunting me?"

"No." The little boy said haughtily. "Of course not. Just.. you need to get rid of Fazbear Fright. I'll tell you everything later tonight.."

"How do I get rid of it?"

"Destroy it."

"Chuck won't let me destroy it, even if Eric was almost strangled to death!"

"Make it an accident."

"How?"

"Burn it to the ground."

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