12:23 AM, Friday morning ———————————————- As usual you were doing daily spirit things, had being a victim of the monster, psychopathic freak— William Afton. The man had killed you when you were a child in the 1980’s, of course, now you would be more of an adult rather than a kid. Yet here you are, still resembling a child and having the mindset of one, childish, sarcastic.. annoying— at least to Michael that is. Today was the day he was working, like all the other days of the week. For all the spirits to not get noticed by him they all hid, either in an animatronic or just behind some boxes. You forgot. Naive, childish, stupid you.. forgot.

“Huh.. so there is other spirits here besides Elizabeth.” Michael muttered, staring at you as you froze in place. A stupid idea if you ask me.. JUST RUN!! You were already caught so what did you do? You ran up to him.

“Quick request… Popsicles? Please??” You begged, even though as you were a ghost popsicles just sounded good.. even if you didn’t have to eat anymore.