I pause as the atmosphere around me shifts. It's almost as if I was surrounded by a group of people and the room was instantaneously packed.
I felt as though I was suffocating among the pressure being placed on my shoulders. Maybe someone is here.
Slowly and full of anxiety, I turn my head towards the windowed door, glancing at all the corners of the office, but find no one sharing the room with me.
I'll be honest, I don't believe for a second that I'm alone in here. I can't stop looking for answers, however.
Inhaling a shaky breath, my eyes focus back to the page. There's several key points being made here: whoever they thought killed these children wasn't guilty.
It's also crucial to note that there's a very big chance the killer was dressed in mascot attire. This means one of the employees in the 80's was responsible for the missing children.
Immediately, I picture William and his Springtrap costume. He's worked here before. The guy admitted it when we first met.
Then, he showed excellent skill in mantling and dismantling the Freddy suit I'd been trapped in for several days. It takes practice to use the equipment.
When Freddy had removed the mascot's head for me, he struggled whereas William prided himself in his expertise and knowledge of the animatronics. Plus... he's still wearing the suit.
He has a bad habit of taking pleasure in my discomfort and pain.
William looks like a strong candidate, but he's also dead.
How did he die if he was the suspect? And I can blame his unease and psychotic/sociopathic tendencies on the results of being slain as well as left in a backroom for so long. Besides...
Who was wearing the Fredbear suit? It's still missing and it was a hybrid mascot just like Spring Bonnie was. It could be worn. Yet, it's gone and everyone else is dead. It's mighty suspicious.
FIVE CHILDREN NOW REPORTED MISSING. SUSPECT CONVICTED.
"Five children are now linked to the incident at Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza, where a man dressed as a cartoon mascot lured then into a back room.
While the suspect has been charged, the bodies themselves were never found. Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza has been fighting an uphill battle ever since to convince families to return to the pizzeria.
'It’s a tragedy.'"
Again! If I could just get a straight answer from that stupid rabbit about what had gone on here, this would be easily solved!
Killers have signatures. They do things in familiar formulas. Whoever killed these children had the signature of leaving them in robotic animals.
The same thing being that William was killed in his costume. What's odd is that the kids appeared to be stuffed into their mechanical coffins whereas William was already inside willingly.
How could he have been murdered if he was already inside Spring Bonnie? This doesn't match up with the mode of operation or signature at all. He's an oddity.
Now, I can easily justify that he was killed first. People change the way they handle their victims in their early stages of becoming a serial killer.
It's still new to them and they're finding what works best.
Holding onto this theory, it also explains why he was left in the back room. Whoopsies! There's a dead guy in our restaurant.
If he was the first person to die here, the restaurant wanted to hide the mess from the public, sweep it under the rug. Smiles all around. Nothing to see here!
Wrong. Double Whoopsies!
More people started disappearing along with William, but they're children now and it's tarnishing the reputation of the pizzeria.
And whoopsies number threesies! Now customers are afraid to come back after so many kids vanished here. The company will face bankruptcy and many lawsuits.
A smile spreads widely across my face as I put the pieces together simultaneously.
I'm beginning to feel like a true detective and I most certainly deserve a Scooby Snack for cracking this one!
Though the victory is short lived as my somewhat uplifted mood shatters upon realization. I recall Springtrap's first conversation with me after I busted into the secret room.
"No, it'd be dreadfully boring if you knew everything so soon. What's the date?"
"It's April 7th... 1998." For some reason, his figure's shoulders bounce up and down as if he were laughing and then I pick up an almost inaudible chuckle under his breath.
"Five years? For some reason, I imagined they'd do a better job of keeping me safe from prying eyes."
Five years he'd been dead which means he was killed after the children had been butchered. A lump in my throat forms while I try to push the idea of William being the serial killer.
I'd been living with him for a week now and I hadn't realized he was most likely the reason I'm being haunted by the dead right now. He's the reason I feel eyes on me in this empty room.
Suddenly, one of the desk drawers is yanked open. Whatever is inside clashes and smashes together with inertia.
A loud noise the sounds like plastic bumping into more plastic follows, but it's not loud enough to draw attention from the other side of the office door.
Any other person would be paralyzed with fear because I didn't open the drawer. Someone else pulled it. They want me to find something inside.
I do just that, digging through the mess to find old cassette tapes lying at the bottom. Despite the rough opening gesture, the tapes managed to stay in order. Mostly...
I grab the one labeled "Mascot Training" and place it inside the cassette player that was also sitting in the drawer.
"Uh, hello? Hello hello? Uh, welcome to your new career as a performer/entertainer for Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza.
Uh, these tapes will provide you with much needed information on how to handle, slash climb into, slash climb out of, mascot costumes."
In other words... How to operate the Fredbear and Spring Bonnie mascots.
"Right now we have two specially designed suits that double as both animatronic and suit.
So, please pay close attention while learning how to operate these suits, as accidents, slash injury, slash death, slash irreparable and grotesque maiming, can occur...
Please make sure the springlocks are fastened tight, to ensure the animatronic devices remain fixed. We will cover this in more detail in tomorrow’s session. Remember to smile.
You are the face of Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza."
Ah-hah! So, you can be killed while wearing the costumes! Immediately, I search for the second training tape.
Once I find the right one, I pull it out, replace the previous one, and press the play button.
"Uh, hello hello! Uh, for today’s lesson we will be continuing our training on proper suit handling technique.
When using an animatronic as a suit, please ensure that the animatronic parts are tightly compressed and fastened by the springlocks located around the inside of the suit.
It may take a few moments, to position your head and torso between these parts in a manner where you can move and speak. Try not to nudge or press against any of the springlocks inside the suit.
Do not touch the springlocks at any time. Do not breathe on the springlocks, as moisture may loosen them, and cause them to break loose.
In the case that the springlocks come loose while you are wearing the suit, please try to manoeuvrer away from populated areas before bleeding out, as not to ruin the customer experience.
As always if there is ever an emergency, please note there’s a designated safe room.
Every location is built with one extra room that is not included in the digital map layout programmed in the animatronics or security systems.
This room is hidden to customers, invisible to animatronics, and is always off-camera.
As always, remember to smile. You are the face of Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza."
Incredible... These suits were pretty much IMPOSSIBLE to use and simply breathing on the springlocks could kill you as well as "ruin the customer experience.
" I scoff as the mentor informs the employee to move to unpopulated areas before bleeding out.
If I were face to face with this guy, I'd chew him out for clearly not caring about what happens to those working at the pizzeria.
It's bad enough that they would let their people continue using them. Before I can further rant inside my head, I note that he's now talking about the secret room. It's invisible to animatronics.
Images of hiding in Springtrap's room after Foxy split open my back with his sharpened hook dance through my mind like a movie.
I recall the fox standing in front of the hole I made, desperately looking for me or where I'd gone, but he couldn't see the room.
This explains why and it also explains that William most likely died in the room after a springlock failure.
The pizzeria covered it up because they didn't want to be considered responsible for the accident or for being caught making their employees parade around in such dangerous equipment.
"Uh hello? Hello hello? Uh, there’s been a slight change of company policy concerning the use of the suits. Umm, don’t.
After learning of an unfortunate incident at the sister location involving multiple and simultaneous springlock failures, the company has deemed the suits temporarily unfit for employees.
Safety is top priority at Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza, which is why the classic suits are being retired to an appropriate location while being looked at by our techn-"