ne'er–do–wells of the night watch.

In that moment, it was all revealed.

Jeremy yelled.

Mike didn't understand.

Why? Mike understood the animatronics would try to kill then at night, but… It was only 11 AM.

He lay flat on the ground, in a puddle of his own blood, clutching to the last strings of life.

….

“Guys! I'm gonna run around them to the storage room, maybe I can find something to help!” Fritz yelled, splitting off the 3 man group and dodging around Bonnie, who made a grab for him and missed, but turned around to chase him down.

Scott and Vincent ran into the doorframe of the hallway and looked down it into the office, the large silhouette of Foxy stood in the middle of the office doorframe, but below him was Mike’s body, head out of the lighting of the office.

Vincent smiled.

Scott shook in horror.

The metallic fox turned towards the two, endo skeleton pinprick eyes making it even more terrifying.

Scott looked at Vincent, who was still smiling at the fox.

“You…” Scott whispered, realizing it was Vincent's fault their his business failed. He was a murderer. Direct or not he still was the reason their business failed. 8 people died. Not counting all the security guards…

“Me?” He said, tilting his head towards Scott.

Scott slowly backed up until he was out of the hall and back into the dining hall. His back hit something hard and soft they emitted a pained groan.

It was Bonnie.

Scott flipped shit and ran towards the door were Fritz was, looking back he saw Vincent moving faster than he could towards the door. Just a few feet away, a sharp excruciating pain came from his back. He dropped to the ground and tried to crawl towards the storage room. Vincent's footsteps echoed inside the building and getting louder. He was heading for Fritz.

…..

Fritz tugged at a tied tarp, it was attached to what he assumed to be an animatronic suit, but still as heavy. Yanking with all his strength, he ripped the cover off and revealed the most damaged animatronic he had ever seen. Even worse than the ones that tried to kill him when he worked at Freddy’s.

The animatronic was tall, about the size of Vincent and had a dark green body. It had large ears like Bonnie, but one of the ears was broken in half. There were holes all along the tattered suit and looked like it had been here for ages.

The door slammed open behind him, making him jump and throw the empty zombie animatronic at the door.

“Well, well, well… You found my old friend.” Fritz recognized the voice as Vincent's, and called down a bit.

“Man, you scared me…” Fritz said, turning around and seeing Vincent in the animatronic suit.

“How did you put that on so fast?” Fritz asked, a little uncomfortable.

Vincent reached to his right and grabbed an old rusty hook, most likely Foxy’s old hook. He examined it for a second and held it. Then he slowly started walking towards Fritz.

…..

Scott dragged himself into the storage room and saw Vincent approaching Fritz with a old pirate hook, with the intention to kill him. Scott a also noticed he was wearing the suit the killer used to murder the 5 children with… Vincent really was the killer. ‘How could I have made such a mistake?’ Scott thought to himself as he dragged himself closer to Vincent. ‘All this time…’ He then remembered the most useful information he ever said about operating suits like Fredbears…

‘Use the hand crank on the suits to switch between animatronic, and suit mode…’

Spotting the hand crank easily on the ankle, he crawled towards him, now with the intent of killing the killer.

Scott yanked the knife Vincent had stabbed into his back out, and stood up, but still slouched over.

“Motherfucker…” Scott whispered loud enough for them both to hear.

Vincent turned around, he expected Scott to be dead by now…  at least he’ll be able to watch all his friends die…

“Glad to see you're still up. Just let me finish this up.” Vincent said, failing to notice the knife in Scott's hand. Fritz was practically crying, but trying to be brave and face his death.

“No… You're not taking another life…” Scott yelled as loud as he could, and right when Vincent turned around to say something, Scott yelled and plunged the knife into his shoulder. Vincent grunted in pain and fell to his knees.

“Got him!” Fritz said with rage and kicked Vincent in the back of the head, dropping him to the ground.

“Hit...” Scott coughed up some blood when he kicked Vincent's bleeding body on the ground. “… Hit the switch on his ankle…” With that, Vincent jumped up and quickly stabbed Scott in the chest with the hook. Scott screamed in pain and held back Vincent who was trying to push it even deeper into his chest.

Realizing what he had to do, Fritz dropped down to his knees and cracked the hand crank on the ankle of the suit. Hearing it, Scott ushered one final sentence to Vincent.

“See you in hell…”

The suits animatronic mode kicked in, slowly closing in on Vincent, the endoskeleton moving into the spot where his arms should be.

Vincent screamed in agony until the suit stopped squeezing. He was still alive.

“How?” Scott asked in disbelief.

A metallic groan was heard from the the suit and finally, everything snapped into place. Vincent's body was shredded in an instant, followed by and explosion of blood at coated the whole room.

The killer was dead.