It was a normal beautiful day when I should have been at home reading a book or something else. But I decided to watch the parties that were had at Fredbear's Family Diner. I obviously wasn't invited because I wasn't exactly normal. Well, I could speak to ghosts but that's not important what's important is that this decision was the cause of my death. You see, I was watching the parties until a huge limo approached. I was confused wondering why it was here and why it stopped at me.
Suddenly, the door of the limo opened with a loud creaking sound. A tall man walked out. He had dark, black hair, was wearing the Fredbear's uniform and was so pale that I thought he was a ghost. He walked up to me. The feeling in my mind where I thought I should have run still haunts me to this day. The man came at an arms distance to me but his dark shadow still loomed over me.
He smiled at me. But not the warm, smile of a family member but the smile of a murderer. The man reached into his briefcase and I thought that it was going to be a knife, so I prepared to scream. But, instead of pulling out a knife he pulled out a small pastry. A slice of cake. "Come now, take it," the man said in a way that made me shutter. Did he think I was a orphan and homeless? I mean, it looked like it to some but I was just wearing a old dress. But I couldn't accept.
"No, I'm fine," I replied. "Take it now," he said with anger in his voice. I jumped not a lot but a slight jump because of his tone. So, I had nothing to do but accept the piece of cake. I whispered a small "Thank you," but he had already drove off. This made me think should I or shouldn't I? I eagerly took a large bite of the cake. It tasted delicious so I ate more and more until it was entirely gone. Soon after finishing it, I stood up but I had a sickening feeling in my stomach.
That's when I realized he was murdering me by poisoning me. I couldn't help but cough and cough and cough until "He' drove up and again. The last words out of his cold mouth before I took my last breath, "Heheheh you shouldn't trust when someone offers a piece of anything to you," before I breathed my last breath....and died. My spirit came out and I searched for a way to stay alive. I looked and looked until I found it. A empty, motionless puppet I took the form of this puppet and am alive but not alive til the day he struck again...This is the story of others who suffered to the wrath of him. The...PURPLE GUY!
((And that is the first chapter to Set Us Free a Five Nights at Freddy's story and if you wonder who was narrating it was my spirit inside the puppet Brialle. So if this gets a lot of likes I will make another chapter. Bye!))
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Set Us Free.
УжасыWhen, 5 kids go to a birthday party of their best friend. Each go into the kitchen and suspiciously disappear. This has everyone wondered why were they died and how were they affected by this. Well, this is their story.
