---Spread Love {FNaF Night Guards x Reader} [GIRL]---

Dead Man

Okay, that... explained a lot.

You though of the animatronics in an entirely different light, now. You glanced at Chica, who still looked emotionless as ever. If Chica was possessed by a dead kid... were the other ones also?

You had a difficult time wrapping your head around the whole "spirit" thing, but, you decided to just roll with it. Like Mike said. You rubbed your chin. You should definitely tell Jeremy and Fritz every detail of this.

But... this still didn't explain why Mike believed Vincent killed Abigail. He wouldn't do something like that. And why did Mike believe Scott was dead? ...He couldn't be.

"Because I saw him, Y/N!"

Mike saw Vincent murder five children?

"Well, no, but, she was with him last! Her and her friends!"

Mike looked like he was nearly about to cry. His eyes were red. "He took them to the back room in a suit! They never came out, but he did." His voice cracked.

You could see Mike was very upset about this. You didn't want to argue with him on this, but these were very serious accusations. They couldn't be taken lightly.

"I asked Abigail about it, too!"

Really? And she replied?

"Well, no, she didn't reply either but... she got that look in her eyes yunno?" He pointed to his own eyes for effect. "That look that says 'I got murdered by a greasy-haired freak.'"

You decided to just let Mike rant.

You weren't sure about this. Mike seemed so sure about Vincent's crime, but you were sure that Vincent did not commit it, no matter what Mike said to convince you.

"He's always so suspicious, too!"

You suddenly had a flashback to the get together you had with Jeremy and Fritz. It seemed so long ago.

Fritz also told you about his "wastoid" coworker, who was, in Fritz's words, "kind of a douche." You learned he was the one who had the night shift week before Jeremy.

"Thinks he's so special, because he has the purple uniform." Fritz continued. "He's fucken' weird, too. Didn't even care about the whole child murder thing!"

And then you were greeted by the memory of your first meeting with Vincent.

You walked in to the office and you saw... a man?! He had dark skin, dark eyes, and stringy, greasy looking jet black hair fastened in to a ponytail. He was rummaging through the drawers in the desk.

You were extremely alarmed. it took him a while to notice you, but when he did look up and saw you, he was also very alarmed.

"Woah--! Um. Good morning," he purred, a big smile cutting through his cheeks.