We walked into Sam's hospital room and woke him. He recovered slowly, but we waited. "Hey guys" he said in a weak voice. "Sam we can't wait any longer, we have to free Jeremy." Josh said. We left shortly after, Sam still wasn't ready. Josh was broken. He hadn't made an emotion in weeks. Nothing surprised him, nothing made him happy, nothing made him sad. He was already too sad. Life was pointless to him. He mostly slept and ate, nothing more. He would pace around his room until he got tired. Sam was on his mind all the time. He would bug me to go visit him all the time. My mom had a heart attack after finding out about Jeremy. Literally, she died from the shock. Jeremy talked to her the most, they were the closest out of the family. Josh and I live in the house, alone. Josh got a full time job, and I worked part time delivering papers. Sam was still in the hospital and taking forever to recover, he has violent flashbacks and goes into the shock whenever he sees them, and the doctors keep making him stay longer. Josh's job was in business, and he was an amazing salesman, so we were doing good on money, but it's sad to see a 22 year old stuck in an office. I see about 3 therapists and the school counselor, but nothing can fix me. I dreaded the day when we'd have to return to the awful place. Josh came home one day, angry. He punched the wall, making a large hole. His knuckles were bleeding but he didn't care. He dropped to the floor. He sat there for a few minutes until I told him "Screw Sam, we're going now." I grabbed Josh's keys and tossed them to him. We got in the car and drove, but I knew we couldn't go alone. I had Josh stop at a local police station. We explained to them everything, and they actually took it seriously. We then drove to the hospital and got Sam, he wasn't ready, but the police convinced him to come. They brought pistols and followed us to the building. We walked in and the same man was at the front desk, I scowled at him. The manager walked in and smiled at the police, but he saw Sam and turned white. Terror was all over his face. I pointed to the manager, "He killed my brother." The police looked at Sam and he nodded, "That's the man... for sure." The police took him to the car and locked him in the back, one stayed behind with him, but the rest came for the bodies in the animatronics. One took out Freddy, they wrestled but the officer won. The only thing that was inside it was bones, and ripped clothing. Same with Chica and Bonnie. We walked together to the Pirates cove. We opened it. Foxy was there, Jeremy was there, and Sams old suit was there. Jeremy's animatronic now had dead, lifeless eyes. It looked at me, and looked away. "Jeremy!" I screamed. He didn't look over, Foxy moved like a human and shook his head. "His soul is not in there anymore lad, that's just an animatronic" The police acted as if this was normal. "Foxy, where is his soul" Josh demanded. We heard a giggle, and we all looked to the left. "BB!!" Shouted Sam. BB? Sam looked angry, he obviously didn't like this "BB". It kept on giggling and giggling. Louder and louder each time. Josh screamed, angry that foxy wouldn't tell him where Jeremy, or who Jeremy was.
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Free Us; FNAF 1
Historia CortaHere we have the second part to the story, where young boy tommy goes to his worst nightmares relocation place, in hopes to find his older brother Jeremy, who went missing along with Sam Schmidt, on their 6th day of work.