You ran to your attic, a hook swung the door open, Creation crawled into the attic, Creation's red eyes stared at you, his silver head and jaw gleaming in the fire behind him, his red bowtie and black top hat were reflecting the flames, Creation's 4 arms moved closer to you as his 3 legs moved closer, this thing wasn't your creations, this was something to be feared, this animatronic mess that was the 4 ignited animatronics was combined to make this creation. HELLO, SCOTT CAWTHON!