We went inside and were greeted by a man in a Freddy suit. He didn't do much. We went inside and figured out it was empty. There was a sign that said,"Closed from the bites of ' 87" I almost started to cry, but marched back into the car. What was the bites of '87 anyway? Whatever it was it can suck my-
Balls with Freddy, Bonnie, and Chica on them were all over the place. Most of them looked like something large stepped on them. My mom started to freak out when the man in the suit was gone. I completely forgot about him. I started crying then. My mom ran into the car as my dad searched for his keys. Luckily, we made it out alive.
This scarred me for years. My mom looked at my,"Mike...dammit Mike look at me! No matter what; promise me you'll never go to that damn arcade again!" I nodded my head. If you don't know already, I'm not too good at keeping promises.
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The Sixth Night
FanfictionI'm still the worker at this place. They won't fire me and they won't let me quit. You've gotta get- oh God, I forgot Pirate Co-!
