FNaF February :: Day 3 :: Remember

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FNaF February :: Day 3 :: Remember
FNaF February - Day 28
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Day 2 of @fnaffandomevents FnafFebruary! today’s prompt is error! Some kinks still have too be worked out in the speech chip
“Is he upset over the incident or... something else?”
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Day 3: Remember @fnaffandomevents
Weekly Theme: Mike Schmidt
Day 5 SECRETS! When the teaser first came out it didn’t stay a secret for long!
@fnaffandomevents
what are you seeing?
what do they see?
day six of @fnaffandomevents‘ fnaf february: eyes
Welcome to the second day of FNAF February! I’m sorry, we’re experiencing a few technical difficulties.
Today, create something around the idea of error.
Tomorrow’s theme will be Remember
Follow Him (FNAF February Day 7)
(B/C I couldn’t figure anything out for Day 6. Will report back if I change my mind)
Summery:
February 7th- Follow Me
Don’t follow him. On this day, create something around the phrase “Follow Me.”
I refuse to give context, since doing risks spoiling the main story, even though this particular drabble is decidedly not canon. I also can’t provide fully accurate tags, for that same reason. Enjoy your confusion and sinking feeling! <3
The janitor wasn’t sure what he expected to see back there, but… But he had to follow, he thought. Something was off with his friend, and… and he wanted to be sure he was okay.
Now, though, one blow from the event manager had pinned him to the wall, and the janitor could only look up in surprise at somebody he’d thought he knew. “D-D-Daniel…?!”
“Quiet.” There was an odd frantic edge to his voice, as if even he didn’t want to be back here. “Thomas, I told you not to follow me.”
“I-I, uh…” The thought was lost, though, upon catching a glimpse of a stain on the floor behind his attacker. “I-Is that-?”
“I didn’t want to do this.” Thrown like a ragdoll to the floor with a gasp of pain. “You made me do this.”
Before finding out what ‘this’’ was, the janitor scrambled to his feet. Run for the door. The police were already here. Please, please, I don’t want to die.
He failed to notice that he wasn’t being followed anymore.