Fox On The Run

Forget Me Not

[The familiar tune of, "My Grandfather Clock" is heard throughout the pizzeria. Y/N is shown sweeping up confetti by the prize corner. Burn marks were still visible from last year.]

[After cleaning out the cabinets of any unwanted items. Y/N is shown grabbing a cold slice of pizza from the kitchen.]

Balloon Boy: "Hello?"

[Nearly making Y/N drop his slice of pizza, the mischievous little gremlin of an animatronic, Balloon Boy, Is seen standing in the corner.]

Y/N: "STOP DOING THAT!"

[Y/N is shown yet again at the prize corner. But this time stacking plushies onto shelves. Two black, white hand are seen slithering out of the box behind him.]

Balloon Boy: "Hi!"

[Providing the creature enough time for a distraction. Hands similar to snakes wrapped around his feet, making him fall while dragging him inside the box.]

[Gregory and Foxy are shown at the Fazcade. The sounds of 8-bit lasers shooting digital aliens are heard throughout the arcade.]

Funtime Foxy: *Struggling* "C'mon! C'mon!"

Arcade Machine: "GAME OVER" "NEW HIGHSCORE: 300,000."

Gregory: *Yawns* "What now?

[Foxy is seen slowly turning his head towards Gregory. A disturbed look is plastered all across Foxy's face.]

Funtime Foxy: "D-D F-F Wha?"

[Heavy footsteps made themselves known, Roxanne and Montgomera were heard talking to each other nearby.]

Montgomera: "Hey kid! C'mon we're only trying to help."

[Both Gregory and Foxy's eyes going in the direction. Their footsteps are getting louder with every second.]

Funtime Foxy: "Uhm... New Game! Hide and Go seek!"

Gregory: "What? I don't wa-"

Funtime Foxy: "Too bad!" *Picks the child up*

[Darkness, was the only thing that was present... The faint giggles of the spend silhouette were heard. Its mouth was formed in a motionless smile, and its eyes were only lifeless black dots.]

???: "There so many things in life we all forget
Y/N... But make sure I'm not one of them..."

[That same helmet from his childhood is shown. Darkness surrounds it as a figure bearing red eyes stepped forward.]

???: "Do not deny your destiny my child... You are part of something much bigger than even yourself..."

Y/N: "W-Who are you people?! What do you want from me?!"

[Rain Falls, People starve, and Death is everywhere. Screaming and cries are heard all around the concentration camp.]

[Poland 1944]

[A three column line is shown. Among the column is a young teenage boy. Their faces gray and their eyes sunk deep into their skull.]

[Divided by a fence, the boy looks to his right, seeing what can only describe as the highest degree of abuse.]

[Screaming from the line is heard, Soldiers divide parents from their screaming children.]

[The boy runs to a wooden post gripping it with his hand. A woman is shown screaming at him, tears begin to fall from her face.]

[A gate made of steel and barbed wire slams shut. Dividing the once happy family. Soldiers are seen pulling the child away from the gate, his screams are only louder out fear and anger.]

[The fence that divided the mother and child began peeling back from its hinges. The boy is seen almost gliding across the mud beneath him.]

[A sixth soldier of death has come, using the stock of his rifle, He knocks out the child. His unconscious body is sprawled across the mud below.]

???: "Forget Me Not..."

[Bright lights take up the scene. Foxy is shown hiding Gregory from the monsters. Looking around, Foxy decides that the Photo Booth was an adequate hiding spot.]

Funtime Foxy: "All right little man! I'll come back when it's all clear. Okay? But in the meantime stay here."

Gregory: *Nods*

Funtime Foxy: *Closes Curtain* "This gonna' be one of those nights isn't it?"

[Roxy and Montgomera are shown patrolling the arcade. While Foxy is seen pretending to do the same.]

Roxanne: "I bet he doesn't even have friends."

[Gregory is shown peeping his head out the booth's curtain. "All Clear."]

Gregory: "Foxy said to wait for him... But a few more games couldn't hurt right?"

[Villa Gesell, Argentina 1956]

???: "Would you like to hear a joke?"

[A Man walks into a bar and orders a beer. Two men behind him are shown also drinking beer.]

Man 1: "German Beer, Of course! Yes, it's Bitburger. You like it?" *Laughs*

Man 3: "Heh... The best." *Turns around* "What brings you to Argentina?"

Man 1: *Scoffs* "The Climate. I'm a pig farmer!" *Laughs*

Man 2: "Tailor. Since I was a boy. My father mad the finest suits in Düsseldorf."

[The third man proceeds to slowly stand up. A pained smile presents itself onto his face.]

Man 3: "My parents were from Düsseldorf! Yea!" *Walks over to the pair*

Man 1: "What was their names?"

Man 3: "They didn't have a name..."

[The first man slowly turns his head to face the second. Silence overtakes the room, as the third man began to sit down at the table.]

Man 3: "It was taken away from them..." *Toasts the pig farmer* "By Pig farmers..." *Toasts the tailor* "...and Tailors."

[A smile overwhelmed the third man, as the two looked at each other with fear plastered on their face and eyes. All three of the gentlemen took a long drink from their glasses. The sun shined bright on that day.]

[The third man turns his wrist over. On it were the inscribed numbers, "214 782"]

[The first grabbed a knife from his belt, but was cutoff when the third slammed his hand down onto the table.]

Man 3: *Reading the blade* "Blut und Ehre." *Holds the knife over the man's arm* "Which would you like to shed first?"

Man 1: "We were under orders..."

Man 3: "Blood then."

[The screams of the man erupted throughout the bar. The man behind the counter had a pistol in his hand.]

Bartender: "Freeze asshole!"

Man 2: "Come on! Shoot!"

[The third stared at the pistol as it moved. A metallic hum was heard in the ears of every man in that room.]

*Bang*

[The second man falls to the ground. The knife that was in the first man's arm. Lodged itself into the Bartender's chest before coming back.]

Man 1: *Screams*

[The blade pierced his hand yet again, holding his arm to the wooden table. The third took another long drink of his beer.]

Man 3: *Teary* "Wh-Who... Are you?"

Man 3: *Perfect English* "Let's just say I'm Frankenstein's Monster...." *Motions for the pistol* "And I'm looking for my creator."

[Y/N is shown, crawling out of the box. His memories taken from him. The voices in his head are dormant... yet still there.]

???: "Be strong like steel my child... For when the day shall come... I will teach you..."