I followed Mr. Cawthon onstage. "Help me open them up." He pleaded. I pulled off Bonnie's head and chest-piece. Another male child's face was impaled by a crossbeam. And had a knife jammed in his chest, what was left of it anyway.
I immediately covered my nose because of a horrid oder. Scott pried Chica's chest-piece off to find a girl probably the same age as the boy I'd just discovered. I opened Freddy up to find a kid around the same age as the other two we found with his face literally smashed in. It seems as if someone STOMPED his head in.
"Now for the spare." Scott said, leading me to the back room. I still didn't know what the fuck he was talking about.
He unlocked a closet with an oddly-shaped key. It had a Freddy Fazbear head on the side he held with his fingers, the other side was normal.
The door slowly creaked open as soon as Mr. Cawthon placed his hand on the knob.
There it was. The Yellow Bear I saw in the office when I was working was slouched over like it had been when he showed up. When Scott took its head off, there was nothin' there.
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Five Nights
FanfictionMy name is Ty Conn. I'm going for a job interview at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, a children's restaurant with a lot of deep, dark secrets. I start as night watch but you can join me on my journey to get away from robotic characters trying to shove me in...
