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「 ✄ 」 ⋮ Ｇ Ｕ Ａ Ｒ Ｄ． ⋮ ━━ The ESTABLISHMENT his father created always had it’s … quirks. Sure, the robots might have been a good idea in THEORY but … in practice, everything had been going wrong. One friend wound up MURDERED; his head literally crushed between the giant metallic jaws of one of those behemoths and the other was ranting and raving about some animatronics that came to life at night. Why couldn’t people have just stuck to something SIMPLE ? If people had dressed up as those beloved characters, murder would have been a LOT harder. Because fighting back against a human was much easier than fighting against a MACHINE.
Now … did his father or that OTHER man decide it was a good idea to make a puppet that would literally KILL YOU if you didn’t wind its music box fast enough ?
Nothing was coming; not yet. The boy seizes his chance and winds up the box a little more before shoving the FREDDY HEAD back over his own.
… This wasn’t a productive use of time; just sitting here and hoping he doesn’t die. Couldn’t he just walk around WITH the head on ?
He HESITATES. Slowly, he bends down with the head on and begins to rummage through the desk. Baby steps before he even thinks about standing up. Maybe he could find, something … ANYTHING to get just one step closer to the truth !