Henry came to fredbears the next day, confused to why there were 5, atleast 6 cars and a van in his parking lot. He came to the door, and slowly opened it, revealing a bunch of ragged looking men, sitting around smoking. Henry looked shocked, and in an intimidated tone asked "w-who are you, and why are you here?!" The men didnt awnser, but just looked away and laughed. Henry began towards his office, fully ready to call the police. He burst open his door, to find 3 people in his office.
Two of them looked like the ragged men outside, but a man sitting in his chair looked diffrent. He was dressed alot fancier, wearing a long red coat, blue button up shirt that fit snugly on him, dark blue dress pants, and a light grey pair of dress shoes. He was middle aged it looked, with a slight beard, maybe more. His eyes were hidden by the lighting of the room, and the large white fedora he wore on his head. He smiled, chomping down on a cigarette, and motioned his head up towards henry.
"You're that mr. Henry fellow i read about in the papers i assume?.." henry took a stel back, his legs trembling slightly as he stood. "Y-yes sir, i am."
The man stood up, and walked towards henry, he seemed to be just bellow 6'0, around henrys height, and now henry could see the mans cold, lifeless eyes. "My name is alison bäirren.." the man said softly, patting henrys shoulders. "And i have a buisness proposition for ya.." he nodded at the two men, whomst grabbed henry, and forced him to sit down in his chair, whilst alison stood over the desk. "Ive heard of your profit.. your, unique establishment you got here, and it intrests me, so ive come, to make a deal" henry sat quietly, looking at the floor rather than alison. Alison tried to maintain his grin, but after a moment he bared his teeth, and in a hostile tone he said "LOOK AT ME..." henry slowly looked up to meet alison, when one of the men replied "i would do as the boss asks... he has a VERY short temper." Alison adjusted the hat on his head, and regained his grin.
"Thats better... anyhow, i was thinking you and me could 'partner up' in a sense.." he spun around a moment, opening his arms in a guesture henry assumed was to convince. "I have money and men, YOU bring in the profit with your little raggedy robots out there.." alison got in henrys face.
"And if i refuse to work with you?.." henry asked slowly, making sure to choose his words carefully. Alison looked smugly down at the fat man, and motioned towards one of the men, whomst gave alison what looked to be a switchblade. Alison ejected the blade, and put it up to henrys neck. "..then ill gut you like a fat pig, and your corpse wont be found for atleast 100 years.." alison made a cheeky grin at henry, before putting the blade away, and holding out a gloved hand. "Do we have a deal, partner?..." henry had no choice at this point, he slowly stood up, and shook alisons hand slowly, he couldnt just call the police with alisons men there, so for now, he would have to buy his time...
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the return to freddys: retold
HorrorNOTE: this is a work in progress. this is my personal take on the return to freddys's story! trtf's story and characters belong too: tyler ahlstöm. enjoy!
