You Can't- The Bite of '87 Never Happened

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Jacob had been silent the entire time we had been driving in the car, which was after we had said possibly our final goodbyes to our family.

We made sure we went back to the house and said goodbye to Mom and Dad. We also told them to pass on a goodbye to Uncle Nick and Aunt May. We told them we had to make a little road trip that was important for my job at Freddy Fazbear's, and Jacob wanted to come along. Well, you don't exactly want to say you are trying to go and save the families of three kids from a serial killer. There was also the problem that I may not return from this trip alive.

"Again, why don't you call 911?! The police can handle it!" Jacob tried to persuade me once again. It was clear he didn't want another person he cared about hurt.

"Again, it was my fault that these kids got their families kidnapped. My fault, my responsibility. Vincent only wants me, and me alone. I survived six whole nights of killer robots, I can most likely handle this," I said to Jacob.

"And if you can't? What then? This is a guy who locks a whole group of people and plans to leave no witnesses! He killed two kids in pure daylight, and wasn't going to stop there! H-he shot Courtney through the leg, Jeremy! Doesn't that mean anything to you?! What if you get injured as well, or worse?!?!" Jacob pleaded. I still didn't understand how the manager was able to hide that psychotic character under the supposedly calm personality he had every time he talked to me while I had my job.

"I-I don't know..." I said. I didn't know what else to say.

"Mister, when are we going see our mummies and daddies again?" the boy named Chuck asked me.

"I-I have no idea... but know you will see them again. I promise you. Call me Jeremy by the way," I said to him, forcing a small smile. After some silence, the kid named Guy broke it with a question.

"Can you put on the radio? Dad always did whenever we drove..." he said.

"Sure," I said as I turned the radio and In The End came on. As we listened to the music, I asked them, "So are you guys close friends?"

Eric shook his head. "Not really. We only met each other today. Our parents became friends at their work, and we all got invitations to the party at Freddy's, so our parents thought it would be good idea for us to meet at the party and puck us up at one o'clock..."

I tried to avoid the subject of their parents. Jacob decided to ask a question, "So, do you think you get along all right?"

"Yeah, well we are all interested in horror attractions... I've always wanted gave a job like that..." Chuck said. We tried to keep the conversation light just like that. At one point we even started to laugh and briefly forget everything that's happening. These were nice kids I must admit that Guy's a bit too laid back for a six year old, but I won't judge.

But then Jacob piped up, "Jeremy... isn't that van familiar?!" I looked to my left to see a black van, the it's rear doors open, and driving that van was Vincent Monaro, smiling at us psychotically.

"Shit!" I yelled at I tried to serve out the way, but I then felt something hit the back of the car. I looked out the rear window to see a decomposed, golden-green, blood-stained, bunny-like animatronic, with a tag saying 'Springtrap', on the boot of the car! It looked like it had jumped from the open doors of the van onto the car!

"What is THAT?!" Jacob yelled as the three kids screamed. Suddenly, as 'Springtrap' reached towards the rear window to break it, a car horn was heard behind us. Springtrap the good bunny turned right around to look what car dare make the noise. It only being able to turn slowly allowed me to also see what car it was. It was Jacob's car, that was previously left in the parking lot of Freddy Fazbear Pizza! And you wouldn't believe who was driving it...