Mike Schmidt's Horrid Tale

Prologue-A Start of A Horrid Hatred

November 1987- A boy, with a cute pirate cloth on his head, and an eyepatch, was sitting on a chair, eating cake, smiling slightly. The table was pushed by a chubby-ish boy. "Cut it out, Fred!" The boy eating exclaimed, his smile draining a bit. He saw a girl leaning on the wall, quiet... She had black hair and a look on her face as if she would burst out in tears. The boy stood up and started walking to the girl "Hey, Fait-" He was cut off by a man in purple. "Hey, little buddy." He smiled widely. The boy glanced at the man's badge. "Hello!" The boy said gleefully, as he knew he was talking to an employee, possibly one that can give him more cake. The boy was still kind of careful, since he remembered the death of a child outside the restaurant, two months ago. The boy adjusted his eyepatch as the purple man pointed to the entertaining Foxy. "You know, Foxy over there will give you free pizza and cake if you come up to him and hug him!" The man said gleefully. The boy was skeptical and looked at Foxy. The purple man stood up, having a warm-enough smile to convince the boy to do it. He trudged over to the crowd and got to the front, pushing through the small crevasses between the children. He looked at Foxy, smiling a smile bigger then he'd ever done, and jumped up on the stage. He ran to Foxy, hugging him wildly. The animatronic clanked and paused for a second. It tore the boy's shirt, and held him up. A death-defying screech was heard as he pulled the boy closer, jaw opening. A crunch was heard, as the boy's head was bitten into, blood spilling and gushing on the animatronic, the stage, and the children. They all screamed as the man in purple walked into the back room, and walked out five minutes later with bloodied arms and chest. He smiled sadistically as he walked outside the doors, and simply disappearing from sight....

The boy was immediately put into an ambulance, which drove off to the hospital. The boy could hear distant blares of the ambulance's horn. He managed to rasp something out, before passing out.