The Bites of 87

To be honest, it started like any day would. I woke up and then went into the living room to watch Saturday morning cartoons. Now, today was a special day for my little brother, since it was his seventh birthday. My mother had been planing something for his special day, so when we were all awake, she announced that we were going to Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. I had always thought those things were demented, with their jerky movements, and monotone voices. I just figured I'd bring my Walkman and headphones, and watch all the kids play. We piled into the car and started the 20 minute drive to the place. We pulled in to the parking lot, got out of the car, and walked into the arcade. It was your typical playplace, there was the stage, where the animatronics were "singing", the counter where you paid and bought pizza, the party room, and this place called Pirates Cove. I'd heard it had its own animatronic, but I couldn't see it anywhere. After looking the place over, we went up and bought some pizza and our tickets. Me and mom took our seats while my brother ran off to check out all the "animals" and the arcade games. Our pizza arrived at out table and my brother came running back so he could eat. Suddenly, the music stopped. I looked up, surprised, to see the animatronics walking off the stage! I saw something that looked like a pirate fox come out of Pirates Cove. I asked the waitress what was going on and what the animatronics names were. She said that the animatronics could walk around and talk to the customers. The animatronics were Freddy Fazbear the bear, Chica the chicken, Bonnie the Bunny, and Foxy the Pirate Fox. She told me that Foxy could even play with the kids. My brother asked if he could go play with Foxy, and mom said it was ok. He ran off to Pirates Cove and the employee gave him and several other kids a little golden coin. Then the kids scattered all over the place. Foxy counted to ten and then started to chase the kids saying, "It's Me, I'm gonna getcha!" it went on for about half an hour and then I heard an ear piercing scream. I looked over too see Foxy, standing over a kids body, with blood dripping out of his mouth. I ran over there, which wasn't the best idea, but I saw my brother over there. Foxy then stared at my brother and growled, " Hey, it's me, I'm gonna getcha!" And jumped on top of my brother. He was just about to bite off his face, but I grabbed a chair and broke it across his head. His jaw broke, giving me time to jump in, grab my brother, and pull him out. Me, mom, my brother, and just about everybody else  out of that.... disgusting, bloody place. I never really forgot that day, but my brother did. Nobody ever talked about it much, but we all thought about it. I heard it's still open. But I wouldn't go if it killed me. And it would.