I turn to the other three children, all cowering in the corner. From left to right, there's a black haired boy with a purple shirt, a brown haired boy with a baseball cap and a black shirt, and finally, a blonde girl in a yellow dress. The brown haired boy steps forward. "I'm not afraid of you," he tells me in a voice he probably thinks is strong, "I won't let you hurt my friends!" I notice that he's not really attempting to fight me. He's just standing in front of them, no doubt thinking he's protecting them. I kneel down, put my hand on his little shoulder, and gently tell him, "You're only a child. You can't stop me. You also just stepped out of line." With that, I pick him up and roughly toss him to the floor. He's sprawled on his back now. I place my right foot on his chest and say, "I do admire your courage. It's a shame that you won't get to display any more of it." He begins to nervously laugh. With a kind farewell, I lift the hammer in my hand and smash it into the center of the boy's face. It's slightly difficult to remove the hammer from the crater I made from that blow, but once I do, I see that his nose is completely destroyed. The nose's bridge is dented in, and blood is leaking from the boy's nostrils. At this very moment, I realize that I can put the hammer's claw to good use on this artistic project. I switch to that end, and strike his face once again, this time yielding a somewhat squishy noise, mixed with the crunch of breaking the front of his skull. As I remove the claw from his face, I can see that I've succeeded in penetrating the centers of his eyes. It's too bad that he's already been freed from his physical burdens, I had so many ideas. As I chuckle at the disfigured husk that used to be a boy who dared to stand up to me, I hear a roar of anger as one of the children jumps onto my back. The child appears to be trying to hurt me by hitting my back. Little do they know, this does nothing. It doesn't even trip the spring locks. As I said before, I tightened them for this little occasion. I reach behind me and grab a pair of shoulders. While still holding on, I fling my arms forward, slamming the child onto the now blood-soaked floor. Ah, it's the black-haired one. Just for actually making an attempt to stand up to me, I decide to let him off easy. I grab both sides of his head, His rage has been replaced by fear, and he doesn't make a sound. Even better, I'm not even trying to save his mortal soul. I'm just trying to send this one straight to hell. With a smirk, I twist his head around, snapping his neck with a little "pop". That was rather easy.

The blonde girl in the yellow dress is shaking in the corner, crying. "Hey, it's alright," I tell her, "I've got something extra special for you!" With that, I walk to where I put the Spring Bonnie head down when I first revealed my face to them. I pick it up, and walk back to the little girl. "Here, try this on." She doesn't budge, so I force it onto her head. She doesn't really fill the head entirely, but it will have to do. I hear her final sobs, reach into Spring Bonnie's eye socket, and flick a spring lock. As soon as I hear that "click", I pull my fingers out of the head as quickly as I can. I wouldn't want to get cut or anything like that. I hear that "bubble-wrap-popping" noise, and enjoy the show. Her body squirms and writhes in agony, and she lets out ear-piercing screeches. Blood leaks from the animatronic head. Some teeth fall out as well, caked with blood. When the noise ends, and she is still, I remove the spring lock trap I created. What I see is... a masterpiece. It's what I was trying to create the whole night. A completely demolished version of the human head. Eyeballs dangling from sockets, barely spherical themselves... a mouth devoid of teeth, with a ripped, mangled tongue... cheeks ripped open, showing cracked bone... even a little damaged brain is shown. It's marvelous. Pure destruction of the human form. I realize that I probably shouldn't just leave them there. Thank God I remembered to do this when the place was closed for the night. After removing the Spring Bonnie suit, I drag the corpses into the parking lot, one by one, until they're all right next to my car. I wouldn't like to stain the visible portions of my car, so I decide to stuff all four of them into my trunk, along with the suit. While the trunk's spacious, it's not enough to easily fit four full human children, so I... contort them to make them fit. They're in worse shape than they were before, but that's not much of an issue. I'm the last person that will ever lay eyes upon them, and I don't care much for looks. I close the trunk and decide to drop them off at the Fredbear & Friends set. As I bring them all inside, now in trash bags that I bought on the way, I notice that the animatronics are still present in the location. While they aren't spring lock animatronics, they'll have to do. I take each child and stuff it into an animatronic. When I'm done with that ordeal, I marvel at what I've done. Not a single trace can be linked to me. Fredbear & Friends had its last show of the season two days beforehand. No one will even see these animatronics again for half a year. The corpses will have decomposed by then. Oh my, what a day this was. I feel like I'll stay low for a while. No need to bring unnecessary attention to myself, a Fazbear Entertainment employee otherwise seen as entirely normal. No need at all...