Foxy's Diary- A Suspenseful fnaf Fanfic.

Entry 29- Oct. 13, 2003

Dear diary,

The most horrific thing just happened. I would have written sooner, but I was running for my life. I am now hiding in a blindspot to the cameras. Here's what happened-

After a while, when the guard and chica were staring down eachother, the guard turned around- and opened the briefcase. Though I couldn't see what was inside from where I was standing, I knew it was trouble. I started to hear a buzzing noise coming from the security room. Then, the guard opened the door. At that point I saw chica's eyes widen in fear, as she backed up until she was pressed up against the wall. The guard came out of the door with what I would have never expected-

A chainsaw.

The guard revved it up and held it up against chica's neck. He then spoke grimly, "I have a question for ya, chica. Where is foxy?" That was when every bone in my body froze. This psychopath was after me? Of course, the bite of '87 caused a major uproar, but how would that cause a person to go to these sort of lengths? I was instantly avoided for cripe's sake! Even now I am! Then chica stuttered, "P-proably... Probably behind the purple curtain. O-or he... He may be on his way he-" The guard then interrupted furiously, as he revved the saw intimidatingly, "I don't want maybes I want answers, dammit! Where the hell is foxy!?" Chica then shouted, horrified, "I- I don't know okay? Just... Just don't hurt me!" After that I ran as fast as I possibly could. I then heard the chainsaw buzz loudly... As well as chica's scream. I knew three things at this point-

There's a maniac in the building,

Chica is most likely dead,

And that if I'm not careful... I'll be next.

Sincerely, foxy.