A little child stood gloomily outside the diner. The cold air swept through the streets as the child shivered in the cold. Inside the diner, were boys and girls screaming as a golden animatronic bear struggled to serve them cake. The child looked on as the food was passed about the diner. Cakes, greasy fries, and cans of soda were stacked up to the ceiling.
The poor child licked his lips. How he wished to have a slice. A car drove by and stopped by the diner. A man in the car saw the child outside the diner. He furrowed his brows. Then he realized his chance.
The man took a knife which he had kept under his seat, in case of emergency. He snuck up to the hungered child and readied the knife. "I'm so sorry," he whispered. Then, closing his eyes, he shoved the knife through the child's chest and quickly pulled it out. It strangely felt so... satisfying.
He looked at the blood on his knife. He shoved the knife and drove away. I was the perfect crime. Nobody noticed. Except for the golden animatronic bear... Fredbear.
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It Wasn't Me
Horror[[FNAF FANFICTION]] [[TRIGGER WARNINGS]]: BLOOD, GORE, FOUL LANGUAGE [[READERS HAVE BEEN WARNED]] Author's Note- This book has been discontinued! Honestly i've lost interest in the game, and now the lore's just all over the place. Sorry! -Matt
