My Little Violet

Highway to Hell

"Vi-Vi, no matter what, you stay in the car, alright?"

Vincent's purple car sat in the parking lot of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. The place was empty, long since left to rot by the management. Vincent's was the only car there.

"Okay, daddy... w-why are we here?"

He didn't answer her question, instead sharply exhaling air and getting out of the driver's side, going to the backseat. He hugged his daughter tightly.

"Daddy loves you very much, alright? I know you've been scared for a while, and I know Scott's gone. But I love you no matter what, alright?"

"Alright, daddy... I-I love you too. I know you didn't mean it..."

He nodded, feeling tears begin to well up in his eyes. He couldn't let his daughter see him like this. He couldn't let her see him crying. "I love you, Violet. Remember that. I'll always be with you, and I'll protect you, because I-I love you..." He closed the door, making sure to leave it unlocked.

He walked slowly into the restaurant, looking around at everything. He absorbed all the memories, all the things that had happened here.

He looked to the piles of animatronic parts that he'd torn up out of anger and frustration. Out of guilt. He then looked to the dark hallway before him. No turning back now.

He began to walk, wispy white spirits popping up next to him one by one. They shouted to him, only making him more determined on his path.

"Murderer!" "Monster!" "Crazy!"

He finally reached the room only he knew about anymore. Looking at the dull golden bunny suit sitting against a wall, he knew what he had to do.

"Killer!" "Destroyer!" "Monster!"

He walked over and put on the suit piece by piece, securing the head to his own. He looked through the eyeholes, seeing that the ghosts had failed to disappear. He then let out a large, loud sigh.

Immediately, his arms were impaled as springlocks began to give out. He felt a beam go through his stomach, then another through his knee. He didn't scream out. He only cried, not for his own sake, but for his daughter's.

After the initial burning, stabbing pain of a beam to the neck, all he saw was darkness.