TIMELINE: AFTER THE FNAF 6 FIRE!

Micheal rested against a wall. His clothes were all burnt a bit and some of his rotting skin fell off, exposing some bone.

~MICHEAL POV~

Why didn't I die..? I was supposed to die there, so why didn't I..?

Micheal thought. It was a good question though..

Suddenly, you turned the corner in your spirit form, looking around. Micheal soon spots you.

" *Oh, hello little one.. How are you here..? "