It's Me! (A Five Nights at Freddy's 2 Story)

Chapter 17

Jane cried out in pain as Toy Bonnie dumped her onto the cold floor.

"Hey!" Jane snapped. "I told you I didn't want in here! Can't you respect my will at all?"

Toy Bonnie said nothing, slammed the door shut, and Jane listened as he immediately ran away, after someone's footsteps. Amanda, you stupid--

Jane got up and felt around in the dark, trying to find a light switch. Her hand rested on another one, and she couldn't help but feel as if she were experiencing deja vu.

"Are you serious--" Jane knocked the hand away, flicked the light switch and swallowed a gasp.

"Miss me?" Purple Guy said, a blindingly white grin on his face.

"What are you doing here, idiot?" Jane spat. She recoiled quickly, disgusted at having touched him. Her hands clenched at her sides. "Are you responsible for the new animatronics walking around, as well?"

Purple Guy smiled, then got a confused look on his face. "Actually, no."

"What?" Jane said in disbelief.

"Yeah, I mean, I suppose I might've, but I really don't know." PG crossed his arms and leaned against the door, his golden badge reflecting pale white light.

"How does one not know if they killed some more kids and in turn, makes their angry spirits haunt animatronics?" Jane cried, grabbing the front of his shirt. He looked down at her with a bored expression.

"Please keep yourself from touching me."

"Pfft. I bet those little kids said the same thing when you took them away and ruined their lives forever. And I bet you didn't listen."

"You're right. And I didn't." He smiled and pulled away, his shirt dissolving into wisps around Jane's fingers. She stared at her hands in surprise.

"How did you--" Jane began. PG put up a hand.

"Some secrets are meant to be kept." He flashed her a blinding smile, and the lights went out. They came back on, and Jane found herself alone.

"You have got to be kidding me!" she cried shrilly. She ran up to the door and began pounding her fists on it. She grabbed the doorknob and twisted it, but to no avail. It was locked.

"Son of a biscuit..." Jane groaned, slumping down against the door and sliding to the tile floor.

Emotions came rushing at her like a tidal wave. Angry tears slid down her cheeks. Anger at the restaurant. At the animatronics. At Purple Guy. At Amanda for taking her here. At Foxy for not remembering. But mostly, she was mad at herself.

"I'm such an idiot!" she screamed. Her voice echoed throughout the tiny kitchen. Sobs ripped through her body, making her shake. She drew her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around her knees, curling into a ball.

"Foxy..." she whimpered, her voice slowly giving out. Come back...