Prologe

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'After developing my diversion for what feels like an eternity, this plan will strive to escape this dreadful place as my reformatory.' My approach is to deceive the camera's point of view as not to alert the slothful watchman. I couldn't spare another second being calm, collected. My appressed blood-lust circulated throughout my soul and into my darkest desires.  

"Oh, to feel the crunch and twist of their bones breaking under the crushing weight of my hands, hearing the agonizing pained screams as he thrashes and attempts to getaway. Ultimately, recognize that their life is in my complete control. I snatched the Security guard. I relish in calling him an incompetent, lamentable warden as he's frantically trying to crawl away, bloody and screaming in pain. He managed to wiggle out of my grasp. I fling him to the ground, attempting to catch him off guard. I began stalking towards him, my head twitching frantically. He managed to prehend an ax off the ground, then pivoting it, undeviatingly hitting my hand. I hissed in hysteria and pain. 

Then, veering towards him amidst pure wrath. I snatched him by the head. I cerebrated of a diverse, more sinister death for his wretched life to end. "I'll squeeze the shit out of you till your skull hollows in," I smirked at what is promptly my chosen victim. I watch him struggling in my hands, striving so despairingly to break loose from my iron clutch. I continuously put force on his skull. His head is shattering, caving progressively in till it bursts. The excruciating screams are mute as I let his stiff corpse fall to the floor. I shuffled out of the shack horror attraction for what felt like a sempiternity, solely to be received by flashing lights and crossing vehicles, unlike anything I've ever recognized. They're unique from what I've perceived in the past. Everything is extraordinary now. I watch, pursue and stalk the environment that encircled me. For the most part, no significance has changed. 

I obtained that it is the year 2024 by inspecting an outlandish sign by a highway nearby. 'God, It's been so long since I was a human.' I transpire, roaming towards a futuristic facility of something I would assume to be a plaza. Glancing at the deserted and dark establishment, it seems discreet to go to as I require to fine-tune my hand. 

As I strolled through the mall, I detected something that caught me off guard. Something that I haven't recognized in a notable prolonged era. I observed Fazbear's merchandise on a shopfront. The animatronics are straight from all the old pizzeria chains. They were all fine-tuned up, now only as props but looked to function and power up. What caught my attention the most was the bit squishy toys on the top of a shelf. My curiosity is nagging at me to pick up a Golden Freddy toy. After examining a close-up, I toss it to the side to get a glimpse of one of the teddies. It looked exactly like me!? I picked it up in awe, repulsion, and mystification. I pick it up, peeking around the space. All of the original animatronics were in here—even the ones from the bite of 87. I ambulated towards a room in the back. I aurally perceive someone's footsteps from behind me. I instinctively jumped abaft some boxes as I perceived the man's voice sprinting mutely in the dark. 

Before he even consummated saying his sentence. He turns around with a look of terror in his eyes, frightened of what I was. He never saw anything like me. I growl in anger looking in his sights with new hate. "Hands in the air and don't move." The man verbalizes in a strained shaky voice. My body is now fully facing his direction, daring him to endeavor and hinder me from killing him. I growl at him, loudly charging at him with sharp eyes. I move expeditiously with full intentions to kill. Then suddenly, a reaction that was too prompt for me to react in time, he tasered me. 

I felt like fire was sparking through my body and circuits. It's the most painful thing since getting trapped in this damn forsaken suit. It felt like my insides were melting. I scream in agony, virtually imploring for someone to get me out of this situation. Just before I pass out, the teddy that I had in my hand crawls up his leg, Providing me with an attempt to pull the wires off my chest. I locked my sights onto him, soliciting to murder and slash the shit out of him. I get up as he runs full speed ahead out of doors and into the mall's central area. 'He won't escape from me.' The plushy I had before still affixed to his leg, knocks him over. keeping him down to the ground. I still keep the same speed sprinting at him. I wanted to make his last moments horrifying.

Determinately, he manages to knock my incipient friend off of him. Before he could run and get up, his gaze locked onto mine, he was staring up at my dead, empty watch. His body is now in total panic. I apprehended him by the neck and snapped it more expeditious than he could attempt to free himself. All that was left was a bloody body. I wandered around the giant building, taking in everything. It seems so mute now that I'm out of that unpleasant Horror Attraction. I am not going to get constrained to scare people. I relish in fear but want it on my terms. The mall was the best place to lay low. I could hide anywhere, and no one could find me. The best position for me to stay is in the Mini Mall is the theme of what I am. I visually examine the giant clock placed just above the victuals court area. The time was now 8:00 am. I surmised that someone would be here to open up this place. So I went in the direction of the mini-mall as I should stay still on the storefront exhibit case until things subside.

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