Five Nights Of Hell

Chapter 15 - The Grand Finale

I hadn't taken much time to look around this diner, the old rotting walls lay still and restless, they had seen a lot. The two huge robots that were located in the centre of the room stood tall and powerful, both never backing down from their position like two lions fighting over rulership. Goldie loomed tall over Springo, and his matted golden fur shon bright with a ghostly purple glow. His cold metal endoskeleton gleamed bright colours of silver and white and his heavy feet were embedded in stone on the floor. Springo on the other hand was shorter, but his tall pointed rabbit ears seemed to even their height. From where I was stood now, I could actually smell the putrid reek of Vincent's dead body inside Springo's suit, and through the small worn holes in his damp, greeny-yellow suit, I could see the rotting flesh, trapped and crushed inside the metal endoskeleton suit. The Spring trap that sprung. Bone scratched agains metal as Springo adjusted his step, and I took the time to get a better idea of my surroundings. The old oak table that stood firm at the top of the room looks like it has succumbed to the damp of the building, and to be honest, so did everything else. The ripped and tattered drawings of the once famous, now infamous mascots still on the walls, we're now sagging for they had lost all of their former glory and pride, and we're now only masks that would cover the cracks and holes in these old walls. Spindly crystal cobwebs laced every corner, collecting dust and not much else; The soft, thick dust, that covered everything in here, All the old matted suits,heavy masks, even an old muffin sat in the corner, now green and yellow and blue with a strong, firm blanket of mold covering it.

Then, suddenly, Springo launched himself into Goldie, taking both of us by surprise. He hit the bear across the jaw and sent it flying into the far wall, knocking down a picture. Golden roared in pain and grabbed his head where his hinges were. Springo continued hitting him, left and right non stop to the yellow bears fluffy head. The cold black oil started to leak out of his head, dying his yellow fur and staining the cracked tiles. And as quickly as it had appeared, the purple glow faded from the huge teddy bear. Springo stopped and looked down at his friend.
"S-sorry.." He mumbled, looking down .
"Ish alwite.. You did whash you hash to.." Goldie struggled "we jush gosha gesh him ousha you, quish!.."
"R-right!" Springo said, getting up of Goldie.

Goldie got up too, picked up his jaw and clipped it back into place. "Ready?" He asked, seeming nervous.
Springo turned to me. "Y-you can go now, you won't wanna-"
"I want to help!" I blurted, not knowing why, but I'd come this far so no giving up.
They didn't refuse, an extra set of hands would be good, and so Springo lay himself down on the table, and turned his body into suit mode, suddenly going limp.
Goldie and I rushed to get his suit off, and then started ripping Vincent's body out like we were opening a gift. The smell made me want to vomit, old stinking organs and stall blood, mixed with maggots and their feces, mold, dust, rotten burnt pizza, it was just disgusting. It took us about twenty minutes but finally we finished pulling Vincent out of Springo, and as soon as we did, Goldie dropped to the floor, limp and lifeless.
"....power..." I mumble to myself.
I pick up the organs and start putting them into a box. And as if on queue the 6am bells chimed and the little click of the doors could be heard. I walked out with the box and down to a near by graveyard, I found and open hole and just dumped the box into it, I'm sure it'll be fine. So I kicked some dirt over it and walked back to the pizzeria, but as I arrived, I found police everywhere. I walked up to an officer and was about to ask what happened when he pushed me against his car and held me their.
"Miss, You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney present during questioning. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be appointed for you. Do you understand these rights?"

I just nodded, but asked "what exactly are you arresting me for?..."

The police officer sounded stern and his grip was strong. "A whiteness saw you leave the building covered in blood with a bloody box, heading to the graveyard.

"...I can explain that" I said "but you'll have to let me show you the CCTV, it's not what it looks like.."
The police officer nodded and escorted me inside. We walked to the office and I showed him the past few hours off footage, up until I left the building, he seemed shocked, but nodded.
"Sorry for the misunderstanding miss, but I'm afraid your going to be loosing your job, and this place will be shut down" he said
"And what about the robots?.." I asked.
"The company will keep them here and most likely remodel them, then open again under a new name" he replied.
"Oh ok.. Well I'll clean up the mess, you won't have to worry about this again" I smiled and he nodded, walking out and taking the security footage.
I sighed and walked back to the two robots, and in turn dragged both of them down to the basement, and plugged them into charge.

It was about an hour later when I finished cleaning the bloodstains off the floor and table, when 2 familiar voices came up the stairs.
"I feel so light and free!!" Springo said as he bounced around the room, and Goldie chuckled.
"I can't wait for tomorrow, it's gonna be great!!" He continued happily.
"Yes, it will be" Goldie nodded.
I sighed and then both looked at me.
"...your not getting a tomorrow..." I said, tears in my eyes.
"W-what?.." Springo asked, his ears drooping to the sides of his head.
"...t-they're shutting you two down... H-he didn't say it... B-but you two will most likely be scrapped..." I said and hugged him, but to my surprise he just shoved me off him, onto the cold hard floor. "THIS IS YOUR FAULT!!!..." He roared but Goldie slapped him.
"All she did was help Bonnie!! So leave her alone!..." Golden pleaded, but Springo wouldn't have it.
"Get out. And never come back." He growled, and I ran out crying, feeling betrayed.

Feeling like I could have done better

Feeling like I failed him