We left to go, out of the pizzeria, and, we buried the man. I swear I recognized him, from somewhere... The others were about to walk back, but, I stayed out there, placing a small, wooden monument in the ground. I went back. But, I had a very bad feeling in my bars, and, it was rather disturbing than bad. And by bad, I mean it was DEATHLY CONCERNING TO ME AND MY FRIENDS!!!
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The truth behind FNAF
FanfictionMost assume that we're evil. Read this to find out the truth.
