It was a night in the dark, abandoned Willy’s Wonderland. You hated the place with a passion, from all the messed up things that happened to adults and little kids. Who the hell finds joy in killing people, especially on their birthday? Anyways, you’re in the bathroom, drawing things on the wall. It’s clear other people have been here, judging by the graffiti on the wall and mirrors. You were writing/painting about how fucked up the place is, until you hear a familiar snarl.

"How about ya go and take that to the art room? I bet the next person would luv to see that."

You turn around. It’s Willy! But he looks more different. Terrifying, dirty, and… are those blood stains in his pelt?