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"a-ashlee," michael asked me, "what are they doing?"

"i don't know", i sigh, looking closely at camera four.

it seems that old bonnie, old chica, old freddy, marionette, mangle and may i say it: golden Freddy have all gathered for a meeting.

it's scary.

"i-i don't know," i say, i look up at all of them, "they've never done this before"

"what do we do?" louie asks.

"we pray that we're fine" i whisper.

"everybody keep looking, i'm swapping cameras with liam," i say, "liam, your camera seven"

"okay" he nods.

"remember boys, no noise" i say.

they all nod and harry pretends to zip his mouth up.

i lightly chuckle and shake my head, looking at the camera.

"oh, mikey can you please do the music box?" i ask.

"sure", he nods.

"mikey?" Harry laughs.

"it's his nickname", i smile.

"whatever", harry and ashton mumble at the same time.

suddenly, michael, ashton and harry are having a stare off.

"really, guys?" i say.

"yeah", they all say, snapping out the stares.

"we don't have time for this!" i frown.

they all nod and look down.

i sigh and look at my camera.

i stare at it intently, waiting for anything to happen.

their moving around and i have a feeling that their talking.

i sigh and keep looking.

since when were these guys friends?

i keep looking at then suddenly they all disappear . what the actually fuck?

i look at all the boys and see michael, luke, ashton, louis, liam and zayn looking worried.

"who has who?" i ask.

"bunny", ashton says.

"chicken", liam said.

"freddy", louis exclaims

"marionette", zayn pips up.

"mangle", luke says.

"golden freddy", michael says.

"where?" i ask.

"in the left vent"



HOLY SHIT. golden freddy coming to fist your anus into a fucking crater. sorry, too much fanfic.

- sav

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