“Disassemble her!” You ordered the S.T.A.F.F. Bots, and they complied completely, surrounding the afraid Vanny, who only waved her knife around at them, “Get back! Get back!” They were, however, not phased whatsoever, they were robots of steel after all, and she was just what they were supposed to disassemble.

They began to claw at her, ripping her apart. Her blood leaked and splattered everywhere as she screamed at the top of her lungs. Her costume was ripped apart or stained wi the her own dark-crimson blood. Her knife clattered to the ground as they ripped her apart more and more. Eventually she was just a few pieces, barely alive still. You turned to the door, but you were too late. You were still trapped in this damned Pizzaplex! You banged on the door, screaming. Damnit!

Her body twitched, the S.T.A.F.F. Bots began to grab pieces of animatronics, then using them and stuffing them into her body until she was whole again, until she was new, better. She gasped, most of her flesh and blood either ripped or bleeding, while new steel parts were attached to her frame. She was like a mis-match of human and boy, and now she was pissed. Only half of her bunny mask was torn, revealing her angry eyes and her ruffled blonde hair.

As you finally turned around, unaware of what had happened, she slammed her animatronic hand around your neck and held you against the wall. She was angry, very angry. You had had her torn to pieces. “I’m… going… to…” She began to let out insane laughter, she didn’t want to rip you apart, but she wanted to give you some brutal treatment. She laughed more, her laughter filling your ears. “I will… torture you, I will make you feel pain… for what… you did.”