Five Nights at Freddy's: Curtain Call

prologue

1 year after Freddy Fazbear's closed.
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There were two brothers, opposing sides, who glared each other down with a deadly look.

"Vincent.."said one of the brothers.

"..Michael."responded the other brother.

"Why are you doing this? You know father would not approve."said Michael.
Vincent sneered, "I'm not sure myself, but I want to continue my experiments. I want to help my son."

"Your son is dead, why can't you get that through your head?"pleaded Michael.
"SHUT UP! He's not dead, he is unconscious!"

Michael looked at Vincent with disbelief and concern, "Well..just promise me not to hurt my daughter, Marla."
"Sorry brother, but I cannot promise anything."

And with that, Vincent turned around and walked a path that has never been spoken of.

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"What a weird dream.."Marla muttered to herself, brushing her teeth and getting ready for the first day of her senior year.

A lot has happened before today. Incidents like furry animatronics coming to life and attempting to kill anyone. There was even a killer trying to eradicate the spirits within the animatronics, even kill Marla's  friend, Ginger.

Marla sighed, massaging her head while heading downstairs, seeing her mother on the phone.

"Off work today?"asked Marla, taking a seat and scarfing down a toast.
She sighed, "Yes..going to start fall-cleaning around the house."

Her mom walked towards her and grabbed Marla's cheek, a habit her mother tends to do without knowing.
"M...awm." Marla moaned, gently swatting her hand.

Her mother kissed her forehead, "Have a fun day at school, I'm going to start cleaning.

Marla nodded and grabbed her belongings, heading out to see Gingers nice Jeep, parked.

Ginger Foster. Marla's best friend and partner in crime-literally-who has been her best friend after their beloved friends were murdered by the hands of an erratic killer.

She opened the door, "Hey dude."

Ginger smiled giddily and waved, "Heya Marla! How are you?"

The two chatted and reminisced with the time remaining before they had to go to school. Along with their conversations, they also talked about the horrible times at Freddy's and hoping that all of that would just disappear.

"I had another weird dream again.."muttered Marla, as she gazed out the window.
Ginger frowned, "Awh Marla, maybe you should see a sleep therapist? Those dreams are really bothering you.."

Marla waved her hand in disagreement, "Nah, therapist and I aren't a good mix. I would just avoid every question with a salty comeback."

She laughed while successfully finding a parking space at our school. Ginger leaned back in her seat and sighed, "This sucks, I just want to graduate.."

I cocked my head to one side, "We're seniors, stop complaining and let's just get this year over with."

She pouted and we both exited her car. Gazing up at our school, I sighed one last time.
I never realized that time did fly fast. We're already seniors and almost graduating, and to think that I'm actually gonna miss this.