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*KLANG!!!*

A handle to a filing cabinet is thrown across the machine room, and Bear-Trap follows the sound of it's collision with the floor. As soon as he makes it, he turns his sights back towards the office...

*DOINK!*

An old tin can hits the floor, and just like that, Bear-Trap twitches slightly, then turns back around and heads towards the noise.

"Throw stuff when he's near the office, that way our supply of stuff lasts longer!" Jasmine suggested, as she looked at Bear-Trap awkwardly search for where the source of that noise came from.

"This is hilarious!" Veronica exclaimed in excitement. Bear-Trap once again headed towards the office, seemingly pissed off.

"Make sure to make as little noise as possible!" Pheonix whispered. "We don't want to end up luring him here."

"Does it matter? He's heading towards us either way!" Veronica responded.

"Yeah, but if we're louder than the shit we're throwing out the door, he may not pay attention to it!" Pheonix said, trying not to strain himself, due to his severe injury.

"Oh yeah, good point." Veronica said.

"Guys, we're running out of stuff!" Jasmine said in a panic.

"Shit! It doesn't look like anything is gonna stop him either. We're gonna have to make a run for it!" Pheonix said nervously, holding his swollen, exposed intestine.

"I've got a better idea..." Veronica said, as she started heading towards the door.

"Where are you going?!" Jasmine panicked.

"I'm gonna get more stuff." Veronica said casually.

"Are you fucking CRAZY?!" Pheonix silently exclaimed.

"That Bear-Trap mother-fucker is gonna kill you!" he then continued.

"I highly doubt that. See how slowly he walks?" Veronica said pointing towards the animatronic freak-show.

"...ok, but don't be out there too long, you hear me?" Jasmine said nervously.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine." Veronica said confidently.

She proceeds down the stairs, and sees that Bear-Trap is right at the other stairway. They make eye contact. Veronica's blue eyes meet up with Bear-Trap's eyes, which glowed an even brighter blue. The animatronic then charged towards her, moving faster than before.

Turns out that he was capable of sprinting too.

It was at that moment that she realized...

...she fucked up.

"Oh shit..." Veronica said to herself. She immediately started making a break for it.

However, it soon became apparent why Beartrap didn't just run in the first place: He toppled over onto his face, damaging himself. His animatronic body, although given a paranormal speedboost, was still not built fo running. Veronica then proceeded into the main machine room area...

Meanwhile:

"Uuughh... what...what happened?"

Alex finally gained consciousness, and found himself in a large, metal room, with the ceiling partially collapsed, and puddles of water on the floor.

"How the... how the fuck did I get here?!" he shouted in confusion, but as he looked around, he immediately found 2 metal doors.

"Ah, thank god, there's a way out!" Alex said with relief...

...only to get disappointed.

"...you've gotta be kidding me right now..."

The doors were stuck shut, the rusted lock practically fusing them together. As Alex started pulling at the doors, he started hearing weird noises.

"Hey...hello? HELLO?! ANYBODY?!"

He started getting nervous,and began shaking the doors even more.

"This isn't funny guys, let me outta here!" he said in a panicked state of confusion, thinking that this was all some sort of twisted prank.

Just as he finished his sentence, a robotic arm broke a hole through the door. It was rusted and seemingly alive, thrashing side to side, trying to grab Alex's face. Weird radio and growling noises and mechanical sounds were echoing through the room Alex was in, as the door began loosening.

"What the...WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?!" Alex shrieked, now even more scared.

The thrashing stopped, and 2 glowing red eyes peeked out the new hole in the door. There were multiple pieces of metal surrounding the eye sockets, as a weird breathing noise was heard through the other side of the door. The face was heavily rusted, and there were teeth everywhere. It was, without a doubt, the scariest thing that Alex had ever seen:

Scrap Daddy Gamma, who had just now been finished being built.

As Alex caught his breath, he came to a startling realization:

"Crap, I'm locked up in here. It's always gotta be the black guy in a cage, doesn't it?!"

As Alex ranted about his heritage, he noticed to the left was a large ventilation shaft, the cage covering it being heavily corroded.

"Or not..."

Alex grabbed a hold of the rusted bars, and pulled as he could...

"AAAUUGGH, FUCK!"

... only for his fingers to get peeled open, the rust on the cage leaving sharp cracks along the sides of the bars.

As Alex tried balling his hands up to stop the bleeding, he realized something:

"Oh wait, I could've just kicked the thing open."

He promptly does so and the bars came straight off...

...but as he went inside, he notice more bars on the other side, leading to a room, resembling a bathroom.

"Dammit, another cage... maybe if I use my head..."

Alex then lined himself up. He figured his skull would be stronger than a rust metal vent...

...but then he thought for a second.

"...nah, that's fucking stupid. I'll just stay here."

But just as he finished his sentence, the 2 metal doors flew off their hinges, as a large, rusted, deformed endoskeleton, with 3 jaws, a sideways torso, long arms and long legs, and one arm being longer than the other, entered the room.

(Scrap Daddy Gamma, or Gamma for short.)

Alex only had one thing to say...

"Oh no..."

...as he then tried to break the bars with his head, only to get dragged out by the brand new freakish animatronic abomination. Gamma threw him towards the wall, where he landed face down on the floor.

"Uughh..."

As Alex got up, an arm swung towards him, barely missing his face, and punching a hole into the wall. Gamma was stuck.

Alex seized the opportunity and fled into the room on the other side of what used to be doors, where he found himself in the assembly room. As he quickly scoped the place out for a weapon, something grabbed his ankle...

...it was the Scrap Daddy Beta, still functioning. Conveniently enough though, there was a steel pipe right next to it. (The one that Veronica initially threw through it's face.)

He then proceeded to use it to beat the crap out of the Scrap Daddy machine, only for his bar to be grabbed by Gamma. It was then that Alex proceeded to run out the room, and into the machine room, where he caught the attention of Jasmine and Pheonix.

"ALEX!" They both screamed. Alex looked up towards the office, and was relieved to see they were still alive. He then proceeded to make his way towards the office, when suddenly...

*RING-RING!*

"It's the phone again!" Jasmine exclaimed.

"The what?" Alex asked in confusion, as he entered the office, barely catching his breath.

"Some random dude who's giving us advice on how to survive all this shit." Pheonix said. It was then at that point that Alex noticed Pheonix's wound.

"HOLY SHIT, WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO YOU?!" Alex panicked, as he saw Pheonix's wound

"Guys, quiet!" Jasmine said sharply as she picked up the phone.

*CLICK!*

"Uh, hello-hello? Uh, hey, look at that, you managed to outsmart Bear-Trap. Good going! Uhh, unfortunately, we've got some more trouble... and by that I mean a LOT more trouble. A new Scrap Daddy was created earlier to temporarily replace the old broken one...sooo yeah, keep that in mind. Also, two of your friends in the underground storage area kinda... woke up some more animatronics.

Uhh, I think they're the prototype animatronics, the ones that were never used due to malfunctions.

Th-the story goes that these particular ones were not only pretty ugly, but they had a faulty self-defense mechanism. Uhh, apparently if they were to feel threatened, they would either flee or attack any danger. Unfortunately, the mechanism was too sensitive... just making eye contact with them will cause them to freak out...sometimes they'd leave...other times they'll attack... usually the latter. Just... don't let them sneak up on you. The doors here should be able to hold them off for a little while though...but, uhh, they're pretty old... and they could easily be broken down, so... also keep that in mind. J-just keep an eye on them, and they should start fleeing. The closer they are, however, the more likely they'll attack you. A-anyway, that is all, good luck."

*CLICK!*

"Well... shit." Jasmine said disappointed.

Meanwhile:

Timmy and Tyler were out of breath. They just managed to escape the Prototype Freddy animatronic they encountered earlier, whilst the Prototype Bonnie had already made it upstairs. As Tyler and Timmy shined their flashlights, they began noticing that the further they were from the prototypes, the less likely they would attack. The realized this when Prototype Foxy and Chica started fleeing away upon making eye contact from afar, whilst Freddy, who was right in front of them, was brutally hostile, having broken Tyler's Cheekbone and left forearm, whilst Timmy was standing behind.

"Ugh, you almost got us killed, you little shit!" Tyler said to Timmy in frustration.

"Hey, you were the one who was messing with me with the flashlight!" Timmy retorted.

"Shut up!" Tyler screamed as he smacked Timmy. Tears started welling up in Timmy's eyes, which Tyler clearly noticed.

"Oh come on, don't be a little bitch about this-"

But before he could continue his sentence, Timmy snapped.

"YOU'RE THE BITCH!" He screamed, as he smacked Tyler with his flashlight, knocking him over.

"You're dead to me..." Tyler said coldly as he got up, blood dripping down his head.

Timmy then froze in sheer terror, as he shined his blood covered flashlight towards at Tyler, revealing behind him prototype Chica's grisly visage.

Tyler turned around, and he could only say one thing:

"Uh oh..."

Timmy ran for his life as Tyler started screaming. As his cries echoed throughout the area, Timmy realized what he had done...

"Oh god, what did I just do?! I just left him to die there!"

But Timmy couldn't bring himself to save his older sibling, afraid that he would only get beaten again.

With that, Timmy proceeded to the upstairs...

...whilst Prototype Foxy followed him...

TO BE CONTINUED...

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*KLANG!!!*

A handle to a filing cabinet is thrown across the machine room, and Bear-Trap follows the sound of it's collision with the floor. As soon as he makes it, he turns his sights back towards the office...

*DOINK!*

An old tin can hits the floor, and just like that, Bear-Trap twitches slightly, then turns back around and heads towards the noise.

"Throw stuff when he's near the office, that way our supply of stuff lasts longer!" Jasmine suggested, as she looked at Bear-Trap awkwardly search for where the source of that noise came from.

"This is hilarious!" Veronica exclaimed in excitement. Bear-Trap once again headed towards the office, seemingly pissed off.

"Make sure to make as little noise as possible!" Pheonix whispered. "We don't want to end up luring him here."

"Does it matter? He's heading towards us either way!" Veronica responded.

"Yeah, but if we're louder than the shit we're throwing out the door, he may not pay attention to it!" Pheonix said, trying not to strain himself, due to his severe injury.

"Oh yeah, good point." Veronica said.

"Guys, we're running out of stuff!" Jasmine said in a panic.

"Shit! It doesn't look like anything is gonna stop him either. We're gonna have to make a run for it!" Pheonix said nervously, holding his swollen, exposed intestine.

"I've got a better idea..." Veronica said, as she started heading towards the door.

"Where are you going?!" Jasmine panicked.

"I'm gonna get more stuff." Veronica said casually.

"Are you fucking CRAZY?!" Pheonix silently exclaimed.

"That Bear-Trap mother-fucker is gonna kill you!" he then continued.

"I highly doubt that. See how slowly he walks?" Veronica said pointing towards the animatronic freak-show.

"...ok, but don't be out there too long, you hear me?" Jasmine said nervously.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine." Veronica said confidently.

She proceeds down the stairs, and sees that Bear-Trap is right at the other stairway. They make eye contact. Veronica's blue eyes meet up with Bear-Trap's eyes, which glowed an even brighter blue. The animatronic then charged towards her, moving faster than before.

Turns out that he was capable of sprinting too.

It was at that moment that she realized...

...she fucked up.

"Oh shit..." Veronica said to herself. She immediately started making a break for it.

However, it soon became apparent why Beartrap didn't just run in the first place: He toppled over onto his face, damaging himself. His animatronic body, although given a paranormal speedboost, was still not built fo running. Veronica then proceeded into the main machine room area...

Meanwhile:

"Uuughh... what...what happened?"

Alex finally gained consciousness, and found himself in a large, metal room, with the ceiling partially collapsed, and puddles of water on the floor.

"How the... how the fuck did I get here?!" he shouted in confusion, but as he looked around, he immediately found 2 metal doors.

"Ah, thank god, there's a way out!" Alex said with relief...

...only to get disappointed.

"...you've gotta be kidding me right now..."

The doors were stuck shut, the rusted lock practically fusing them together. As Alex started pulling at the doors, he started hearing weird noises.

"Hey...hello? HELLO?! ANYBODY?!"

He started getting nervous,and began shaking the doors even more.

"This isn't funny guys, let me outta here!" he said in a panicked state of confusion, thinking that this was all some sort of twisted prank.

Just as he finished his sentence, a robotic arm broke a hole through the door. It was rusted and seemingly alive, thrashing side to side, trying to grab Alex's face. Weird radio and growling noises and mechanical sounds were echoing through the room Alex was in, as the door began loosening.

"What the...WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?!" Alex shrieked, now even more scared.

The thrashing stopped, and 2 glowing red eyes peeked out the new hole in the door. There were multiple pieces of metal surrounding the eye sockets, as a weird breathing noise was heard through the other side of the door. The face was heavily rusted, and there were teeth everywhere. It was, without a doubt, the scariest thing that Alex had ever seen:

Scrap Daddy Gamma, who had just now been finished being built.

As Alex caught his breath, he came to a startling realization:

"Crap, I'm locked up in here. It's always gotta be the black guy in a cage, doesn't it?!"

As Alex ranted about his heritage, he noticed to the left was a large ventilation shaft, the cage covering it being heavily corroded.

"Or not..."

Alex grabbed a hold of the rusted bars, and pulled as he could...

"AAAUUGGH, FUCK!"

... only for his fingers to get peeled open, the rust on the cage leaving sharp cracks along the sides of the bars.

As Alex tried balling his hands up to stop the bleeding, he realized something:

"Oh wait, I could've just kicked the thing open."

He promptly does so and the bars came straight off...

...but as he went inside, he notice more bars on the other side, leading to a room, resembling a bathroom.

"Dammit, another cage... maybe if I use my head..."

Alex then lined himself up. He figured his skull would be stronger than a rust metal vent...

...but then he thought for a second.

"...nah, that's fucking stupid. I'll just stay here."

But just as he finished his sentence, the 2 metal doors flew off their hinges, as a large, rusted, deformed endoskeleton, with 3 jaws, a sideways torso, long arms and long legs, and one arm being longer than the other, entered the room.

(Scrap Daddy Gamma, or Gamma for short.)

Alex only had one thing to say...

"Oh no..."

...as he then tried to break the bars with his head, only to get dragged out by the brand new freakish animatronic abomination. Gamma threw him towards the wall, where he landed face down on the floor.

"Uughh..."

As Alex got up, an arm swung towards him, barely missing his face, and punching a hole into the wall. Gamma was stuck.

Alex seized the opportunity and fled into the room on the other side of what used to be doors, where he found himself in the assembly room. As he quickly scoped the place out for a weapon, something grabbed his ankle...

...it was the Scrap Daddy Beta, still functioning. Conveniently enough though, there was a steel pipe right next to it. (The one that Veronica initially threw through it's face.)

He then proceeded to use it to beat the crap out of the Scrap Daddy machine, only for his bar to be grabbed by Gamma. It was then that Alex proceeded to run out the room, and into the machine room, where he caught the attention of Jasmine and Pheonix.

"ALEX!" They both screamed. Alex looked up towards the office, and was relieved to see they were still alive. He then proceeded to make his way towards the office, when suddenly...

*RING-RING!*

"It's the phone again!" Jasmine exclaimed.

"The what?" Alex asked in confusion, as he entered the office, barely catching his breath.

"Some random dude who's giving us advice on how to survive all this shit." Pheonix said. It was then at that point that Alex noticed Pheonix's wound.

"HOLY SHIT, WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO YOU?!" Alex panicked, as he saw Pheonix's wound

"Guys, quiet!" Jasmine said sharply as she picked up the phone.

*CLICK!*

"Uh, hello-hello? Uh, hey, look at that, you managed to outsmart Bear-Trap. Good going! Uhh, unfortunately, we've got some more trouble... and by that I mean a LOT more trouble. A new Scrap Daddy was created earlier to temporarily replace the old broken one...sooo yeah, keep that in mind. Also, two of your friends in the underground storage area kinda... woke up some more animatronics.

Uhh, I think they're the prototype animatronics, the ones that were never used due to malfunctions.

Th-the story goes that these particular ones were not only pretty ugly, but they had a faulty self-defense mechanism. Uhh, apparently if they were to feel threatened, they would either flee or attack any danger. Unfortunately, the mechanism was too sensitive... just making eye contact with them will cause them to freak out...sometimes they'd leave...other times they'll attack... usually the latter. Just... don't let them sneak up on you. The doors here should be able to hold them off for a little while though...but, uhh, they're pretty old... and they could easily be broken down, so... also keep that in mind. J-just keep an eye on them, and they should start fleeing. The closer they are, however, the more likely they'll attack you. A-anyway, that is all, good luck."

*CLICK!*

"Well... shit." Jasmine said disappointed.

Meanwhile:

Timmy and Tyler were out of breath. They just managed to escape the Prototype Freddy animatronic they encountered earlier, whilst the Prototype Bonnie had already made it upstairs. As Tyler and Timmy shined their flashlights, they began noticing that the further they were from the prototypes, the less likely they would attack. The realized this when Prototype Foxy and Chica started fleeing away upon making eye contact from afar, whilst Freddy, who was right in front of them, was brutally hostile, having broken Tyler's Cheekbone and left forearm, whilst Timmy was standing behind.

"Ugh, you almost got us killed, you little shit!" Tyler said to Timmy in frustration.

"Hey, you were the one who was messing with me with the flashlight!" Timmy retorted.

"Shut up!" Tyler screamed as he smacked Timmy. Tears started welling up in Timmy's eyes, which Tyler clearly noticed.

"Oh come on, don't be a little bitch about this-"

But before he could continue his sentence, Timmy snapped.

"YOU'RE THE BITCH!" He screamed, as he smacked Tyler with his flashlight, knocking him over.

"You're dead to me..." Tyler said coldly as he got up, blood dripping down his head.

Timmy then froze in sheer terror, as he shined his blood covered flashlight towards at Tyler, revealing behind him prototype Chica's grisly visage.

Tyler turned around, and he could only say one thing:

"Uh oh..."

Timmy ran for his life as Tyler started screaming. As his cries echoed throughout the area, Timmy realized what he had done...

"Oh god, what did I just do?! I just left him to die there!"

But Timmy couldn't bring himself to save his older sibling, afraid that he would only get beaten again.

With that, Timmy proceeded to the upstairs...

...whilst Prototype Foxy followed him...

TO BE CONTINUED...