|[Do you trust me ?]|//Discontinued//

|[Do you trust me ?]|//Discontinued//

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|William Afton x reader| ⚠️ WARNING⚠️ This story might contain : -Gore. -Bad language. -Child abuse/murder/death. -Death. -More gore. -Nudity. -Different types of manipulations. -A reader insert, so if you don't like these, sorry not sorry. Remember : Fazbear Entertainments is not responsible for your death, mutilations or other type of abuse ! Also, nothing belongs to me except some parts of the story! ___________________________________________ You know a lot of things, you always had been. And yet you weren't smart enough to know when to give up. IT killed your brother, IT scarred you for life in many ways, and yet you never gave up on your vengeful intentions, because you knew who IT really was. You were twenty when you survived, he was only eight when he was murdered, and IT was stupid enough to let you get away. ___________________________________________
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Your traitorous friend had somehow managed to pawn off what to most would be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. To you, it spelled out a death sentence. Interviewing William Afton of Fazbear Industries shouldn't have been so daunting if not for the fact that every other interviewer had been met with failure. And you, a small-time journalist had absolutely nothing going for you in the way of experience. What the hell were you supposed to do now that this had fallen into your hands? And how were you supposed to escape this situation when this interview had been arranged by, none other than the big bad wolf himself?

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