I gurgle for help. Kids tear my new parts off and play with them. Most of me is only an exoskeleton now. Chica and I usually talk about our bad day but she was mysteriously gone today.
She has been put in the parts and service room. So has Freddy! And Foxy! And Bonnie.
They have all been replaced by a newer model. The kids don't seem to mind but I do. The killer did this, he was nervous the older models would scare the kids away. But none of that is true.
Only a few kids wanted to play with me today. I didn't mind that because they didn't have enough kid strength to pull a leg off. They were only with the new animatronics. That seemed ok I guess. But in the night, they had to follow the purple mans rules just like the rest of us.
They killed the other nightguard.
