It just sat motionless in the rubble

It smelled like rotten flesh Worker: UGH, WHAT IS THAT SMELL

The worker stepped back "YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHOA IN THERE, PEOPLE SAY SOME BIG MURDRER WAS SPRINGLOCKED-" It turned on and stood up, it was a little bigger then a normal animatronic, it looked like a shadow ???: whø hås wøķén mé!?

He turned arround, then walked up to the worker, he pinned the worker, then ripped his arm off, before snapping and tearing the workers head off ???: it was not him... who actually did it *he dropped the head* Worker 2: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

The animatronic turned arround, then stomped up to you, he moved alot like springtrap, but was a older suit** ???: Y Ø Ų! he grabbed you

A phantom grabbed you, not letting you teleport Phantom patches: I GØÞ ÞHƏM BRØ

Patches phased through the wall, then growled, the doors were locked, and the phantom took your powers for a while ???: PÁÞ/HƏ§!

He turned arround, then grabbed you "Yøu pū/ me īn ]ăiñ åģæìñ, now iťs ùř þvŕñ *you put me in pain again, now it's your turn*

He opened the mask, you just saw raw skin, he put his hand on your head Patches walked back, he took a little impact, the other phantoms walked over P freddy: what's going on? P. Foxy: Argh, I was sleepin' mate ???: Phantoms! I have found the one who've woken us *he grabbed you by the shirt collar and held you up against the wall*

There was a loud crash, P. Chika: *set part of the restaurant on fire* this is the only way... for eternal slumber... same for you stitches! Stitches dropped you and looked out the hallway, flames hit his face, he started to bang on the door, it wasnt budging "LET ME OUT! LET ME O U T" The door began to break

The door broke open, the phantoms suddenly collapsed, stitches ran outside, the place began to crumble, he was running as fast as he could, which was really fast

He got off "I DONT NƏƏĐ HƏLP!" He walked away back to the pizzeria- or what was left of it and watched it burn, firefighters were slowly putting the flames out only for more to engulf the building

He was holding a lighter "chica was right-" he threw the lighter on the floor, it lit on fire, he began to walk to it before he changed his mind, he looked at the fire... pondering

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