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<Aphmau POV>

     I peaked out behind the stage to see a bloody Freddy suit on the ground. I cover my mouth. "Jeb..." I whisper. Just then a metal hand grabbed my arm. I scream, I manage to run away. I take out my phone again. I need to call Mike! But, they will kill him too... A plate is thrown right past me. I punch in Mike's number. 

<Mike POV> 

     Vincent, Jeremy, and I were hanging out at my place, ya know, the usual. Just then my phone rings. Jeremy and Vincent look up at me while I answer my phone. "Hel-" I start. "MIKE!!" Someone screams. It was Aphmau. "Aphmau? Are you okay?" I say jumping off the couch by Aphmau's screaming. "NO!" She screams back. I hear plates crashing. All of us are wide-eyed. We know what's going on. "Aphmau~ ? Please come play?" That was Chica. We here a creepy laugh, that's Freddy. It's quiet for a while. "A-Aphmau?" I ask. "Y-yea-" She screams in fear. "E-ey lass, thought you were safe?" It's Foxy. "N-NO! ANDY HELP!!" She yells. Who was Andy? We hear metal crushing into fresh. "HELP!" Aphmau's shrill scream fills the air. The call ends. I turn off my phone and put it in my pocket. I turn around to look at the guys. "Come on guys. We're going back to the night shift." I say.


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