Oliver's Loss

Facing Reality is Painful.

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⠀"Foxy was my favorite, r-really.
I mean, even after everything he'd done, I didn't ever think he meant it. I-I had heard about the murders, the place being possessed...
⠀It wasn't until he brutally attacked me and ripped off my arm that I truly hated him."

⠀4th night of the week, thank god. One more day and he'd be free of this horrid place for the weekend. He had been asked to begin making recordings for the next security guard, since he was the most qualified guard they'd had in a while. He'd alerted them of him possibly transferring jobs within the next few weeks, so they wanted the next guard prepared.
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⠀What management didn't know, however, was how absolutely demented the animatronics were. Nor would they listen to his desperate stories of how he'd almost been killed on multiple occasions on the job. Therefore, it was his duty to let the next person know about the many dangers of working night-shift at the pizzeria. Except... Management wouldn't let him spill much.
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⠀"Hello, hello? Hey! Hey, wow, day 4. I knew you could do it." He hoped the poor guy could do it. He hated having to sound so casual, forcing himself not to stutter as much as he would usually.
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⠀He already noticed himself running out of power. The battery had been pretty faulty the past few days, with no help from these damn animals.
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⠀"Uh, hey, listen, I may not be around to send you a message tomorrow..." He heard banging on the door. Foxy was outside. He kept running into that gold bear as well. "It's-It's been a bad night here for me. Um, I-I'm kinda glad that I recorded my messages for you-" He cleared his throat. "-uh, when I did." Dear god. He was going to die, he was sure of it.
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⠀"Uh, hey, do me a favor." The banging continued, battery decreasing rapidly. "Maybe sometime, uh, you could check inside those suits in the back room?" More banging. "I'm gonna to try to hold out until someone checks. Maybe it won't be so bad." Bang, bang. "Uh, I-I-I-I always wondered what was in all those empty heads back there." The power shut off. He barely had enough battery left to finish the call... He could already hear the lullaby-like chimes of the animatronics nearby.
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⠀"You know... oh, no-" He looked behind him and saw golden freddy hunched over on the floor, moaning. He shut his eyes, shaking his head to try to get the figure to leave, opening them to the red fox knocking him over and letting out his terrible, ear-piercing screech.
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⠀He tried pushing the giant animatronic off of him, only to be picked up and gripped tightly by his right arm and dragged out the office. Though it was dark, his eyes soon adjusted to the lack of light. They were heading towards the back room. He began to kick and squirm, trying to free himself of Foxy's tight grasp. He twisted himself around and his leg flew up. He kicked the robot's chest, shattering a part of it and hearing the chunk of metal clank against the marble flooring.
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⠀Big mistake.
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⠀The rough, stinging grip on his forearm turned to a piercing, bone-snapping pain, vision now blotted in blood and the flashing of metal. He felt himself thud to the ground. He was bleeding, he couldn't tell where, the pain was too immense everywhere... But he was free. Foxy had let go.
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⠀He quickly regained his footing and began to run. To where, he didn't know. Anywhere to get away from that thing... He soon noticed the dim, green light of an exit sign from the back, dashing towards it, blood thudding in his ears.
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⠀He reached with his right hand to push on the door handle. But... He didn't feel anything moving. Confused, he stared down at his hands.
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⠀He noticed in horror that he only had one arm.
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⠀Panicking, he quickly reached out with his other hand and pushed it open, racing out and slamming the door behind him. Catching his breath, he sat down against the door and soon felt a rush of immense pain throughout his body, enough to black out. He didn't open his eyes until almost a whole day later, waking to the blank, sterile ceiling of the neighborhood hospital.

⠀"Foxy, I-I had trusted you... My life is so much more harder because of you. Do you know how hard it is to get through every day? Th-there's not much you can do with only one arm. It's hard, it hurts, I get odd looks everywhere I go, there's so many things I can't do anymore... All because of you."