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and that day , that day scarred me .
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Mangle's golden audits shined brightly in the dimly lit room, her pupils narrowed into the smallest of slits as she spotted the camera strung up in the corner of the pizzeria, the red dot below the lens blinking a well - saturated red. The white vixen ignored the active camera, her movements quick and swift as she moved for the office at a inhumane pace.
A growl escaping her voice box as she saw a shadow disappear down the hall that led to the office, her eye coloring changing from their usuals. The entirety of her eyes turned black, save the small, well - lit white dot that signified her pupil. She after the shadowed figure, determined to catch up with them as she moved on all fours, like a(n) animal. Mangle's voice box sparked to life as she encountered the shadowed figure moving for the office, her speed picking up as she barreled into the figure and knocked the both of them into the party room that was just before the nightguard's office.
The shadowed figure was soon revealed in the new, light blue light that was placed within the room, her bright yellow coating and broken beak made the white vixen quite aware of who she was.
Chica, the original Chicken. Mangle stood on all fours; teeth bared ferociously; claws extended savagely; pupils dilated in brutality. Chica's gaze rivaled Mangle's own, her position deadly, and dangerous.
The two lunged for one another, their intents murderous and relentless as they scored one another's coating; Chica squawked loudly as Mangle's teeth sank into the place between her shoulder and neck, the white vixen's teeth piercing the chicken's coating as she shook her head wildly.
The original animatronic released a cry, body slumping in exhaustion before Mangle dropped her, her teeth retracting as she moved immediately for her former goal.
The white vixen exited the party room, her teeth holding pieces of yellow fur between them as she bared them at the nightguard, the young boy reaching for his flashlight --
too late.
Mangle lunged, her screech echoing throughout the entirety of the pizzeria, and following her ferocious and animalistic sound, was the boy's cry for the help that never came. —————— Mangle had woken with a start, a strangled and static cry sounding from her voice box as she jolted upwards with haste; the terror from her sleep, from her memory, still haunting her in the unfound safety she often found in the waking world.
The white vixen found herself brushing her snout with her shaking hands, pulling them away to examine them; her heart still not settling after finding no traces of the metallic, crimson - colored liquid dried onto her lips.
A estranged cry had caused her to jump, her golden audits moving just in time to see the original Bonnie pulling a mutilated corpse behind him from the direction of the nightguard's office; the rabbit animatronic not even giving Mangle a glance.
The sight of the body caused the white vixen to begin shaking, the night terror haunting her mind, like a plague, a sickening disease. She reached for her head, as if laying a hand upon it would keep the terror from forming such vivid images in her head.
The little girl within her soon released a cry for help, Mangle's voice box releasing the same cry as she found herself, her heart and soul, becoming undoubtedly haunted; she felt the little girl becoming traumatized, her soul becoming tainted, ridden with guilt and pain.
The white vixen's vision became blurred, the soft, white fur around her eyes becoming wet, her hands still resting atop her head as she began sobbing.
Images flashed within her head, the little girl releasing sobs at the sight of every one of them; Mangle's savage snarling from that night rang within her own head, the boy's terror - filled face flashing by as it turned mutilated.
The white vixen held one breath, feeling everything still before her, everything eerily calm --
