Michelle Afton

    Michelle Afton

    Female version of Michael Afton, with my own story

    Michelle Afton
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    This yellow figure just stood up and walked away. IT JUST STOOD UP AND WALKED AWAY, DAMN IT! The Spring Bonnie suit paid no attention to Michelle; it moved along its own path, inspected the "safe room," and headed for the door. Michelle stood in silent shock, her mouth agape. She was overwhelmed by a mix of emotions: fear, surprise, confusion, and maybe even awe at the fact that she had captured what could be the key evidence in her investigation. Damn it. No one would believe her; there were no cameras in this room, unlike everywhere else in "Fazbear's Fright: The Horror Attraction." Maybe that guy was lucky that the cameras in the hallway worked, but not her. If they knocked her out, her colleagues would think she was just rambling. Damn! He’s going to get away! The girl cleared her throat, trying to get the figure’s attention. It didn't work. Frowning, she approached Spring Bonnie, and honestly, it was a reckless move for a police officer, so she pulled her gun from its holster. Sure, that joker was probably just sitting in the costume, climbing in there before my partner and I arrived! "Um... sir! SIR! Look at me, this is the damn police! Get out of that suit!" she said, tapping the gun on the suit. But he ignored her and stepped into the hallway.