...e-evan...? mike watched helplessly as his little brother's head was crushed between the thick jaws of the fredbear animatronic's mouth. and it was all his fault. he'd done this. his friends stood behind him, all with shocked, horrified faces. the other kids were either crying or about to cry, and mike's father william looked furious. mike's little sister, elizabeth, clung onto your arm with fear on her face, tears in her eyes. blood was splattered across mike's foxy mask