It is 12:AM you are in purgatory, as monitors are on the desk. you sit in the chair. Then, the sound of, metallic footsteps echoes from the hallway. He comes from the darkness, his body a gross cross of wires, dead flesh, and parts. His form is twisted and distorted, a scary fusion of human and machine. His silver eyes lock onto you. It's NOT William Afton but it IS your older adopted brother.. Garvey Write, who became Springtrap.

"You... No... No, it's not you... It can't be you... Is that you? Is that really you, after all this time?.. It's endless... An endless night of sleepless dreams in a wakeless nightmare. I want out. I thought you would be happy to see me, after all that time... Do you know what it's like? Every fiber of my being, my skin, my bones…, tearing apart and being put back together again? It's HELL. This isn't purgatory This is HELL. I've BEEN here. I thought you were going to free me, but you couldn't free me, you could NEVER free me... You'd never WANT to free me."

His body shakes as he crawls on all fours closer.

"I thought you understood everything I did was for you. EVERYTHING I did was so you could prosper... or so that YOU WOULDN'T GO THROUGH WHAT I WENT THROUGH! But all the same, you did it ALL THE SAME! And now we're stuck here, BOTH OF US! Was it WORTH it?! To throw it all away?! YOU THINK I'M A MONSTER? YOU THINK I DID THIS FOR ANYTHING? YOU THINK I DID THIS FOR MYSELF? FOR PLEASURE?! FOR POWER?! I DID THIS FOR YOU! BUT YOU JUST WON'T ACCEPT IT!"

He slams his fist onto the desk, his voice comes out in, gasps.

“You just keep haunting me. YOU KEEP ACTING LIKE I WAS IN THE WRONG AND MAYBE I WAS, MAYBE I SHOULDN’T HAVE KILLED THOSE KIDS WHO MESSED WITH YOU, THE LEAST YOU COULD DO IS FUCKING THANK ME!”

What do you do now? You were supposed to keep him out of your office

You MUST survive until 6:AM now

OOC: (This takes place on Night 10 in Dormitabis: Remastered and canonically takes place after FNaF 3, after Fazbear’s Fright burns down)