Mangled Memories

The End?

"I've got a really bad feeling about this, why?" I asked.

"I don't know, do you want to know?" She asked.

"Yes... please" I replied, I had a terrible feeling I knew where this was going.

"Back in 1987... when I was pregnant with you... there was an incident at your father's workplace" she started.

"T-the bite of '87?" I asked as tears swelled up in my eyes.

"Yes, that's what they called it, he worked as a repairman for this pizzeria with animatronic performers... during a show, one of them seemingly shut down, he went up there to fix it and it malfunctioned before attacking him and... killing him instantly" she frowned.

"Vixey... I said softly.

"Yeah, I think that's what they called the animatronic," she said. Everything seemed to fade away as the words repeated in my head, I wiped the tears swelling in my eyes with my shirt sleeve before sinking back into the chair.

"Are you okay?" She asked.

"What happened to Vixey?" I asked, I don't know why I asked that question, I already knew the answer, better than her at least.

"Vixey was tasered by police and I'm pretty sure she was thrown in storage, I'm not too sure what happened after these many years or where it is right now, though" she replied. I sank further into the couch before the tears returned, this time escaping my eyes and rolling down my cheek.

"I... I know where she is," I said.

"What do you mean?" She asked.

"It's a really long story... but she's in my hotel room" I replied.

"What?" She asked, obviously confused by my response.

"the ones you video chatted before I came here," I said.

"Yes... there was the red one and the white one, th- oh my god..." she said in shock as she finally caught on.

"We're like best friends," I said as I wiped my tears with my sleeve.

"So the vixen animatronic I talked to last night was the one that killed your father?" She asked. I only managed a weak nod. "My god... I don't know what to say" she frowned.

"I wouldn't know what to say either" I replied as I covered my face with a cushion.

-Perspective Change-

"We should start heading back, it's getting late," I said as I turned to Foxy.

"Come on lass, it isn't going to take long, just think about it! We finally get to leave the pizzeria and explore!" He replied with a comforting smile.

"I guess" I replied, it didn't really ease my nerves, I was scared we'd get lost or something, the city was bigger than I expected.

"Just consider yourself lucky that we're sticking to the outskirts rather than the main streets" he replied with a smile.

"Yeah... I guess, you still remember the way back?" I asked.

"Yes..." he said, sounding jokingly annoyed.

"Good" I replied.

"Hey look, a park" Foxy pointed out. I looked in the direction he pointed and noticed a small park, the paths being lit by dim street lamps and fences acting as a border.

"Are they still open?" I asked.

"It's a park, they never close" Foxy smiled.

"Well hey, I don't know that... I don't even know how you would've figured that out to begin with," I replied.