My Fright (sequel to My Ennard)

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April 24th, 1987.

It was a hectic day at the old Freddy's. As Adam remembered, it was for three reasons. One, this was the day Adam's brother showed up again after leaving before Max even got to meet him. Max was four years younger than Adam and at the time of Max's death, Michael was eighteen. At this date, Adam was eighteen and Michael was twenty two. There was this big celebration and everything, with everyone being glad he was there.

Two, this was the busiest Fazbear's had been since Sammy died. And Sammy has died six years prior. It was before Max was born and the 'cause of death was murder. Some guy in a bunny suit had found Sammy and his twin sister, who happened to be Charlie. He had taken the form of the springlock suit, Springbonnie, which some comedian had nicknamed Springtrap as a joke. The name grew to be fitting when Adam's dad met his fate in it.

Three, this was the day those five kids were killed.

Those five kids consisted of the following: Rebecca Jones, Rachel Hart, Lukas Bell, Alexander Corden and Micheal Dreyfus. Micheal Dreyfus, not to be confused with Michael Afton. The names were spelled different. The five missing children disappeared that day. Police soon discovered that they had been kept in a space between the walls. The kids had escaped and ran, scattering like mice around the pizzeria to escape it until each were individually killed. They'd also found out that the kids were stuffed into the animatronic suits. They never caught the killer really, but people had their theories on who it was, and it was eventually narrowed down to two people.

Person one: William Charles Afton. Adam's dad. He was the person that got arrested and put on trial. The majority of people thought it was him. Some asshole who worked the door to door deliveries at a local grocery store even put together a survey of the two suspects of who everyone thought it was, and William had fifteen more people vote for him.

Person two: Henry Garcia. Charlie and Sammy's dad. A lot of people also thought it was him. He had all reasons to commit crime, and when he committed suicide, everyone thought it was him. Especially when William got let out clean and had no reason for people to think it was him anymore.

But nobody knew. Not even people who claimed they knew. It was a mystery. Of course, there were more suspects.

Example:
Jonathon Lopez, the intense catholic dude who live three doors down from Rebecca, who was a child of a homosexual man who was currently dating another homosexual. They were a cute couple. Of course, back then, same sex marriage was illegal, but they were together and they had their gorgeous adopted little girl. Of course, catholic man. Homophobic like you wouldn't believe. But it didn't give reason to the other children.

Lindsey Mitchell, a waitress who had been fired from her job at the pizzeria. She had a legacy of being snappy with the kids when they played with the animatronics, and yelling at parents for raising them wrong. Probably wanted to get her revenge on Henry. Back in them days, everyone hated Henry for some reason or another.

There was also a Spanish immigrant, but that was racism. The Jewish coffee shop owner, but that was because everyone had a bone to pick with him. Adam was even blamed for it, only that was just because people wanted to blame William but were too scared of him to do so. Either that, or they like pissing him off.

Because, surprisingly, the man that killed the missing children was only ticked by one thing. And that was the disrespect of the only two members of his family that were left.

A/N:

So who do you think it was?

The Jewish dude? (Happy Hanukkah you guys).

Angry waitress?

Catholic madman?

William?

Henry?

Something else?

Find out who I believe it was some time soon.