Crazy's P.O.V.
I knew his weakness. Tears blurred my vision as I ran. I fell over and stood up. I was in an alleyway.
"What did you learn?" I sniffed and I wiped my eyes.
"I said no."
Flashback
"Last chance." I opened my mouth to speak.
"I would never work for you, Nedak my friend. I don't care if he's you enemy." The person smiled a dark smile.
"Suit yourself, but a payment will be made." He moved the gun to my stomach and pulled the trigger. I screamed.
"Crazy! Are you alright?"
"Then I'll haunt forever." The person grabbed my wrist. Pulling me with them. Only then did I realise that I was in the old cinema.
"My old resting place." The person grabbed my switchblades and tied me too a chair. I grabbed my secret sword. It was still a handle.
"I'll never hurt him." The person smiled throwing my switchblades.
"Fine by me, you'll never leave then." The person picked up a rod with a clamp at the end.
"What is that." The person smiled.
"Something to make you suffer." I gripped the handle tightly. The clamp gripped around my arm, electricity ran though the rod. When it reached my arm, it zapped me. It felt like my whole body was burning. The person pulled the rod away. Tears fell down my face.
"Just like old times Crazy." I sniffed. I felt my hands shaking. I put my handle back. I wasn't going to use it now. Not yet anyway.
"It hurt then too." I whispered. The person grabbed my chin and pulled my head up to there eye level.
"It's gonna hurt a hell lot more if you refuse me again. Do we have a deal?" I moved my head away. Taking a deep breath. I looked up into there eyes.
"Yes Cry."
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Won't You Stay At Fazbear's?
TerrorSpringTrap's out to play, What we happen to the night guard?? The mystery phantoms help SpringTrap and her missions. Nedak and Crazy are on there own. (Third book to, 'welcome back to Fazbear's' and 'enjoy your stay at Fazbear's')
