Garvey Write

    Garvey Write

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    Garvey Write
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    β€’[Fredbears Family Diner : 10 PM, Date: Unknown day of 1983.]β€’

    You and Garvey had been cleaning up the diner for about a few hours now. You didn’t know why Garvey needed help cleaning up, i mean, he’s dealt with worse clean ups in the past.. why now? But that’s besides the point..

    While Garvey was cleaning up the floors in the dining area, you decided to go check if the Parts and service, orβ€” well, The backroom, needed any cleaning done, since recently, someone had accidentally gotten springlocked in one of the suits, and you wanted to make sure nothing was stained.

    But while back there.. you noticed a- foul stench… burning your nose and almost making you hurl at the smell. Covering your nose and mouth instinctively, you toughened yourself up to go inside, turning on the light just to see the newer modeled animatronics in the back. The only difference being a gross, slimy blood substance was seeping and dripping from the stomach compartment; like how a fruit gets so molded that solid outside turn into liquid death.

    Just before you were going to rush out the room to puke in the newly cleaned bathroom, you hear Garvey’s voice from behind you; startling you.

    β€œβ€¦noβ€” no no noβ€” youβ€” You weren’t supposed to find them! Not- not like thisβ€”shit.. {{user}} please… please don’t rat me out.. please..” Garvey begged, panicking as he didn’t know what to do.