Marionette X Jeremy a FNAF 2 fanfic

Abandoned suit

Mr. Z was sitting in his office, he was looking up in at the ceiling thinking about what he was going to do with his 8 grand salary that he was going to get by the end of the year. He snapped out of his daydreaming and looked at the clock, " 7:50 P.M" he said, he looked at his laptop and woke it up by touching the laptop's mouse, " I better get back to work I suppose, the website isn't going to build itself anytime soon." While he was working, he paused when he heard tinkering, the type of tinkering you may hear if you turn a music box knob.

Mr.Z looked at the double doors on the other side of the room, he turned back to the laptop and got to his music settings at the start menu, he chose the most relaxing music and turned it to 50% max volume. After 15 minutes of working on the website, he squealed as he heard a bloodcurdling scream. Mr. Z looked at the double doors again, he got up and opened them which lead them to the Horror Attraction's hallway ( where the children and adults walk to understand the story and get a good scare).

" Hello? Who's there? Are you alright? " Mr.Z asked, he continued to walk, he passed the security guard office until he heard moans, "H-hello?" Mr.Z asked, he followed the moans that leaded to the Storage Room. He grabbed the Storage Room's door handle and gently pushed it open. Once inside, Mr. Z saw the most graphic thing in that Storage Room, " OH MY GOD, WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN THAT SPRINGLOCK SUIT?!" Mr.Z ran to the bloody SpringTrap suit and sat on the guys lap, it was bloody, everything and everywhere on the guys body was bloody and maybe had visible bones or organs.

Mr. Z wanted to vomit but touched places everywhere to help the guy get loose from the springlock suit, " What are you even doing here? The Horror Attraction is closed, I would have known you were here and hour ago by the security alarms, how did you get passed them?!" The guy coughed, blood got on Mr.Z's shirt, he didn't mind anyway, he found to locks and tried to unlock both of them to free his head. But failed when the locks were covered in the guy's blood and stabbed into Mr.Z's index and middle finger on his right hand. He screamed when the sensitive locks locked his fingers in the head of the suit.

The guy tried to scream from sudden movement from the locks and Mr.Z trying to get his fingers out from the head, which made it worse. The movement from Mr.Z made the other locks around the guys head, dig deeper into his skull and jaw, he tried to scream but the locks that stabbed though his mouth made it stay slightly shut. Mr. Z wanted to cry, but held the tears back. He pulled out his cell phone from his left pocket, he flipped it open and tried to dial ' 911'. " Y-..You CAN'T BE IN THIS SUIT! Y-..y..You SHOULDN'T have gotten in this suit! This suit is only made for use for professional use from staff who have that professional skill to NOT.GET.LOCKED.IN! U-unlike you, You decided to sneak in here and u-use the Springlock without having the professional skill and WITHOUT permission, now you're going to die!" The guy gave a little angered grunt.

The 911 line picked up, a lady spoke up in a uncaring tone, " Hello, this is 911 speaking, how may I help you?" Mr.Z sniffed while the guy muffled and grunted, trying to push Mr.Z away from his lap abd most likely, push him as hard as he can to make him drop the phone. " Uh.. yes, there has been a-a break in a-and a terrible injury at Freddy Fazbear Horror Attrac-c..tion."
" Alright, what Is your name, Sir?"
Mr.Z blushed and sighed, " I-It's..Michael. ..m-Michael A. Z-Zacharie...". The woman sighed and spoke up, " Alright, what happened.?"
"The man is in a SpringLock suit in the Storage Room...he is locked in, I think the springlocks in the suit stabbed him to lock him in, his bones and some organs are showing from the suit... i think he's going to die soon." Mr. Z said, " Oh...and my fingers are locked in the head of the suit too" he giggled. The woman sounded like she got up froma chair, " Alright, where is this Horror Attraction located? " Mr. Z smiled and sniffed, " It's locaed at -" Before he could finish the sentence, the guy in the Springtrap suit held up a bloody knife near Mr.Z's face.

Mr.Z gulped and stared back at the knife, " Hello? Sir? Where is the place located? " Mr.Z tried to speak, but before he could retell the location, The bloody Springtrap held onto him and stabbed him in his eye, Mr.Z squealed and screamed he dropped he phone and all the woman could say was, " SIR?! SIR! WHATS GOING ON OVER THERE?! SIR??" Mr.Z tried to get away from the bloody SpringTrap, but he was too strong. The knife was stabbed deep into Mr.Z's head, blood and tears fell from his eyes and some on his shirt. He tried to pull back, his fingers making crunching sounds from the bones breaking. Before he knew it, Mr.Z fell back onto the floor, his eye missing and was sitting on the end of the knife. Mr.Z's fingers were ripped off, only what was left was visible skin, muscle, veins, and bones whdn it was torn in two, the other half was inside the SprigTrap head.

Mr.Z cried, he felt weak. The bloody SpringTrap finally got up, he rose the knife up to stab Mr.Z again, but then collapsed when he ran out of time and died on top of Mr.Z. Mr. Z however, was terrified AND tired, tired from blood loss, he felt dizzy, everything going to a blur and black from his eyelids slowly closing. All he heard before he died was some children crying in faint tone and the woman on the phone saying, " ALRIGHT! WE FOUND WHERE YOU ARE! WE'LL BEON OUR WAY AS QUICK AS POSSIBLE! DONT WORRY!" Mr. Z coughed, "D-Don't wor-ry...? Y-yeah.....right. ..." he whispered, and passed out with the bloody, dead SpringTrap on top of him.

* Did you get a reference in here? :3