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Supply Closet

This couldn't be good. The animatronics, who wanted Sarah dead, were about to play a game. Obviously she would have to join in. She couldn't get away. She was surrounded. Without her even noticing, they had placed her in a chair halfway down the table, making sure to pull out the chair behind her and to her right. Chica sat on her left so there was no chance of going that way.

They ordered her to stand up. Sarah did so obediently. They beckoned her to follow them. Bonnie had his guitar in his hand still, now dragging it by his side. Sarah checked the clock above a poster as they passed it. 3:10am. Great. Only another 3 hours to die.

The animatronics led Sarah back down the hallway they had come from. She worried they were going to the office, remembering their conversation from earlier. But she was wrong. Just before they reached the door, they entered another one on their right.

On the door was a plaque reading, 'Supply Closet.' The door opened with a creak. There wasn't much inside. A shelf with a bunch of extra food and cleaning supplies, a mop and broom. There wasn't a lot of room inside. Just enough for Sarah and 1 animatronic to fit. Of course.

Bonnie nudged Sarah slightly, indicating for her to go in. Bonnie stepped straight in after her. He closed the door behind himself, then bent down so he was kneeling. He patted the ground in front of him and Sarah took the hint and sat down.

"Why are we here?" Asked Sarah in a squeaky voice. 

"We said we wouldn't kill you. We also warned you, you might get hurt. You see, beating you within and inch of death isn't killing you. You're still alive right? Just...hurt. Now here's the plan you're gonna follow. Each of us are going to take a turn at beating you up. As soon as you start screaming, the timer starts. We each get 10 minutes with you. Also, if it makes you feel better, we won't hit you above the neck. Only places where you can hide the cuts and bruises. Let's begin!"

Bonnie stood up, towering over the cowering figure of Sarah. He held his guitar high above his head, grinning down at her, letting out a small chuckle as she covered her head with her hands. Laughing, Bonnie swung his guitar down like an axe. He had a dangerously accurate aim and it hit Sarah right in the knee. She instantly let out an ear piercing scream.

Outside, the animatronics started the timer. Bonnie always went first when they did this as he had the most self control. Had either of the other 2 gone in there, they would've started straight away, not telling the victim what they must do after about the injuries, leaving that down to Bonnie, who would find it hard to tell them as they would never be listening. That and also the fact that Bonnie had a way of gaining people's trust. He'd always been able to do that; no matter what he looked like. So victims would walk right on in, thinking nothing could hurt them.

After about 5 minutes of screaming, there was running in the hall outside. Sarah could hear it even over her own screaming. Bonnie seemed to hear it too, looking annoyed. But he almost immediately went back to torturing Sarah. She wondered who it was but that thought was quickly dismissed when a fresh wave of pain cursed through her body, causing her to scream louder.

Out in the hall, the other animatronics were just as annoyed to see Foxy running down the hall. Only an hour ago, Freddy had told him to stay put. 

"What are you doing here!? I told you, she's all yours tomorrow night." Reminded Freddy. 

"I wanted to hear the screams. I can't hear them from all the way down the hall. Especially with the CURTAINS CLOSED." 

"Fine, just make sure you're not seen. Your tomorrow night's surprise." 

"Don't worry, I'll leave halfway through Chica." Foxy turned to face the door, signaling the end of the conversation.

A few minutes later, Chica knocked on the door and Bonnie walked out and Freddy in. Bonnie was still annoyed with Foxy. Foxy seemed to notice this as he said, "I'm here-" 

"I know why you're here. I could hear you through the door and over the screaming. No doubt the girl could hear you." Bonnie cut in, keeping his voice low. 

"Well sorry Mr. Bossy-pants." Said Foxy, lowering his voice.

Inside the supply closet, Sarah continued screaming. Through 3 rounds of torture. 30 minutes of agony. When Freddy had walked in, Sarah could've sworn she saw someone else standing their, but didn't think about it. After Chica, Bonnie came back in and told Sarah to clean up the room, making sure to return it to its original state. As she was cleaning, 1 thought haunted her. She must escape.