Won't You Stay At Fazbear's?

Chapter 7

Crazy's P.O.V.
"Hi Crazy." My eyes widened when I saw BB standing there.

"You alright Crazy?" Nedak asked me. I blinked a few times and smiled.

"I'm fine. I just gonna be outside." I walked outside and sat on the curb.

20 years before.
I tapped my switchblades on the table I was sitting at.
"Can you stop that?" Nedak said. I rolled my eyes at him.
"Make me." He smiled and held up two switchblades. Mine were not in my hands anymore. BB was also sitting there.
"I'm the only one left." He said smiling. I grabbed my switchblades of Nedak and sat quietly. Harry walked in.
"Firstly, Nedak your fired. Secondly the pizzeria is closing down. For good." Nedak sighed.
"Are you sure?" Harry sighed.
"Yes, my sister can't look after it. And I'm not getting enough money so I'm closing in down." I stood up.
"So what do we do then?" Harry shrugged.
"We'll figure it out." BB left skipping out the door. I followed him out, until I was pushed against the wall, with a knife at my throat.
"Hello Crazy." The person said. I knew who it was.
"Long time no see." I snarled at them.
"You owe me a favour," I pushed out of there grip.
"I don't owe you any thing." The knife was pressed to my throat.
"Yes you do, I want to kill the last one." I looked at person dead in the eyes.
"If you do this for me, I'll let you go." I hissed at them.
"Fine." I blacked out.

The memory always came back. I remember who it was. But I never said anything. I looked at the road in front of me. A black figure stood there. The person out there finger on there throat and dragged it across. It was the same person.