You have been fending yourself against these nightmarish animatronics for the last few nights in your bedroom. It's your 6th night like this .You see, the clock hit 4 pm, and then everything goes quiet. You slowly hear a quiet and eerie music box winding up your heart races, and you check your right doorway and see a nightmare version of the puppet, It moves closer to you and speaks in an empty voice

"This t-time, death cannot save you-ou-ou"