The Doughmaster

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A soul could shift its being from its proper realm to reality. This was useful to Blackjack. He needed to see an old friend. He had only seen him a few times before, but Faith had spoken to him a few times. He knew the Doughmaster's habits. He knew his home. Fredbear's. It didn't take long to find the flickering soul. Ronaldo. He said hello to the Doughmaster and he replied with a garbled greeting that only Peter could ever understand. Blackjack asked about the Real Fredbear. There was nothing for a long time, then he started to say something that became more and more intelligible with every word.

"I have not seen the bear for a very long time. He was there when Faith's pizzaria was burned down. He was pleased. I don't know where he went after that."

The hound thanked him and left.

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