The Golden Freddy

The Storage Locker

It wasn't hard to find the storage locker the manager was talking about; it was just down the road from the restaurant. Fortunately, the number of the locker was on the key, so that helped a lot.

I finally found the right locker: Locker 666. A bit creepy, if you ask me.

Anyway, I put the key in the lock and tried turning it. It turned perfectly and the lock fell off.

This was it. The moment I've been looking forward to since before I left for Wisconsin! I was going to free the spirit trapped in Golden Freddy!

I pulled open the locker door and was instantly greeted with the stench of a decomposing body. I looked into the locker and I gasped when I saw it.

Sitting in the corner, in a slouched position was a Freddy Fazbear suit, completely yellow, sporting a blue top hat, and showing no signs of a metal interior.

I had done it. I found Golden Freddy.

I walked to the suit and stared at it. It was definitely the source of the foul odor. I looked into Golden Freddy's eyeless sockets and deeply exhaled.

This poor kid was not only killed and stuffed into a costume, but was shipped off to another state! I felt so bad for the family...

Anyway, I now had to do what I needed to do. I grabbed Golden Freddy's head and pulled it off. Sure enough, sitting inside, was a decomposing body of a little boy. His face and age were unrecognizable, but I could make out small amounts of blonde hair.

Suddenly, there was a bright flash! A second later, the suit collapsed more than it already was. Just as I expected, the body of the boy was gone. A huge grin spawned on my face.

I did it. I freed the 5 missing children killed at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. I could finally be at peace. I could live a normal life again.

Wait until Macey hears about all the shit I've been through in Wisconsin.