Underneath the Mask: A Five Nights at Freddys Story

Chapter Nineteen

I stepped back. Zander and Kyle emerged. They looked shaken, Kyle was limping but otherwize un-hurt.

"Kyle!" I cried.

I raced up to him and hugged hum, closing my eyes, trying to ignore the horrible pain in my leg.

I felt Kyle flinch under my weight and I stepped back. A large deep cut ran on his collar. I almost threw up.

"Kyle? Are you ok?" I asked looking up, at his face.

He slenderly nodded.

"Let's get the crap outta here." Alex sighed.

"But what about him?" I kicked the man's limp arm.

"What ABOUT him?" Skylar shrugged.

"We have to arrest him." Roxy answered, bending down to check his pulse.

"How? Tenchnacly, we have no evidence." Alex strolled over to them.

"Yeah, I think we do." Kyle said.

"Huh?" Skylar said.

"We'll show you." Zander grinned.

We followed them down the hallway, Zander and Kyle then opened a door, entering into some kind of office. It wasn't like the other one. It was brick red, a few desks crammed into the room along with a trash can. But the weirdest part about it was clipped newspapers hung around the room with thumb-tacks.

"Whoa." I said, walking up to the first clip.

I ran my fingers over the black and white photo.
It was a little girl, brown pigtails, green eyes that looked so fimilar.

A large red circle was drawn around it. I glanced at the next one.

A boy, brown eyes.

Next one.

It was a repeating action. Look at the photo with a red circle around it then look at the next.

Blonde girl with blue eyes.

The eyes looked all very fimilar. Too fimilar. It was scaring me. That's when it hit me. These were all the children that went missing.

"Thats not all. Look." Kyle pulled a folding piece of paper of the desk and handed it to me.

I un-folded it and read the note,

Dear Jeremy Fitzjearld.

Hello. My name is Willam Afton. I know your brain won't function this correctly and you most likely won't get it at all but I must be prepared for the worst. The day when I must leap off Madison Bridge after my secret is out. This letter is for me to deliver the hour before I will kill myself. This is your evidence. The evidence for you to give to the police. Please burn everything else until this point.

Hello. My name is Purple Guy. Strange name isn't it? That's not actually my name and why would I tell you that? Anyways I would like to confess to a life long murder case. I confess to the murders of the 6 children that went missing a long time ago. You know what case. The Freddy Faz-bear case. Please let out any prisoners that were blamed for this. I also confess to the planned injurys of Jeremy Fitzjearld. Sadly you will not be able to arrest me because I have already died. My Will is attached to this but because I have loved no one else, I am giving everything I own to the family of Jeremy Fitzjearld, including my house, job and anything else included.
Thank you for your time.