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I wince in pain, but I don't look away.
"Pfft- Haven't you wondered why I was trying to get you angry? Why I didn't just run away? Just kill me, coward,"
It stands still for a good while. It appears lost in thought, with only its hand falling to its side. Then... it shakes its head.
"Nah, I'm good. Chica bit that kid and got put in a box. Not gonna let the same thing happen to me."
And with that, it skates off, its head hanging low.
It laughs, shaking its head. Their long, slender fingers reach for you.
"I never said I was going to kill you. He won't let me, but... there are rules I can bend." And with that, their hand begins to squeeze your shoulder, tightening by the second.
The male voice lets out a brief huff of annoyance. The orange glow from the top button dims and the puppet quickly snatches the device playing the damned song, crushing it.
"I can't hurt you legally. But Fazbear Entertainment is good at coverups."
The voice of the puppet growls. It seems more than ready to attack you now. What will you do?
It stares at you as you scream and spit at them. You sense it scowling, despite its still face. Their slender hand reaches to grab you, only to stop. Its arm jerks forwards, but it doesn't go forward, as if it's stopped by something. A new voice pipes from the puppet, sounding much more soft, warm, and masculine.
"I suggest you get out. You're testing my patience and have already pushed it beyond its own boundaries."
Well... what now?
To no surprise, the large object is caught and disgarded by the animatronic. As for the kneecap kicking... it doesn't have kneecaps. You just kick somewhere around the knee and hurt your foot on the metal. And in response to the bird, a loud whirring noise emits from the puppet.
"-er, you shouldn't try to hit a metal animatronic."
It scolds, its chest opening. The cavity is exposed momentarily as they insert the piece of paper inside. Their chest snaps shut, the buttons locking it in place.
"I'd get out if I were you, b-"
Another whirring sound plays. What do you do?
As you try to hit the puppet and grab its button and the paper, you fail miserably as it looms over you, standing at least 11 feet tall. You're nowhere near tall enough to reach up high. It tilts its head and a mean laugh erupts from its voice box. What now?
OOH I WANNA READ THE WRITING ON THE BACK!
You flip the page over and begin to read.
[ ]ly 19, 1978
William did it. He ki
Before you can continue reading, a black metal hand snatches the paper from your hands. Looking up, you are met with the face of the Glamrock Puppet. There's a faint orange glow peeking from the top button. What do you do?
You pick up the paper. A few of the written words are burned or scratched out.
The legible portion reads:
July 4, 197[ ]
Dear di[ ]y,
I had the most wonderful time with [ ]a[ ] today. We celebrated Independ[ ]ay together. It was almost magical, the way I [ ]
Maybe I shouldn't write this here. It would be a shame if she read it. After all, [ ] aren't liked in Hurricane. Hell, I should know. My parents were Catholic.
But, back to what happened t[ ]y. We were at the park, William, Susan, Clara, and I. There was beer and such. Susan got [ ]sy and ended up kis[ ]. We all laughed about it. I'm glad we all got to hang out.
There's more writing on the back. Do you read it?
