Entry #1: Remnant Collection #1 (Originally released with Ashes, Ashes)
Yellow police tape surrounded the lot, but he simply ducked under it. The police force in this town was a joke. He simply strolled right into the fairgrounds, his boots leaving prints in the mud. He walked over to the security booth and disabled the cameras. After leaving the booth, it was about a minute’s walk through the winding stalls until he found what he was looking for. There they were. Right where he thought they would be. The mangled remains of the Jack O’ animatronics. Most of the remnant had leaked out of them, but there was still quite a bit left to take. He pulled the lighter and the reinforced syringe out of his bag. Taking off his mask and putting it in the bag, he clicked the lighter on. After heating up the syringe, he injected the needle directly into Chica’s endoskeleton. He could feel the warmth of the remnant through the syringe. After removing all of the remnant from Chica, he moved on to Bonnie. As he walked over to the shattered remains, He stared up towards the sky. A giant frankenstein styled Freddy loomed over him. “Wow. A Franken-Freddy. Really original you guys.” He sneered as he kneeled down. As he injected a syringe into Bonnie, it’s jaws snapped at him. Reaching for his belt, he pulled out the stolen taser and aimed it at the robot. Pressing the button, an arc of electricity shot into the animatronic. It jerked around with a horrid metal screeching before slumping back over, deactivated. “Excited aren’t we?” He asked the thing. After collecting the rest of the remnant from Bonnie, he slid his mask back on and deposited the syringes in a small case inside of his bag. Thunder boomed in the distance, and rain began to fall. “I’d better hurry up. She won’t be too happy if she has to wait in this weather.” he murmured to himself. A horrific noise from above him made him leap into the air. Looking up, he saw the Franken-Freddy lip syncing audio of deep laughter. Giving the giant bear the finger as he walked past it, he left the dark, empty carnival. After restarting the cameras, he exited through the gothic gates, glancing at the corny Halloween decorations everywhere. If it weren’t for his unique circumstances, this “Fallfest” thing seemed like something he would have enjoyed. But it was too late. He was in too deep now. No going back. He trudged through the mud and towards an idling Jeep, parked at the farthest end of the lot. All the lights inside of it were off. He knocked on the window 3 times, and all of the doors unlocked. He threw the trunk open and grabbed a case from the back. He cracked it open and set the syringes inside of it. Slamming the trunk shut, He walked over to the passenger door and got in. The girl in the driver’s seat shot him a look as he threw his mask and gloves off. “How much did you get?” She asked. “About two syringes.” He replied. “One for each.” The girl rolled her eyes. “You’d better pray that two is good enough for him.” She said. He groaned and rolled his eyes. There it was again. It was always about him. She was obsessed with him. Granted, he was their boss, but it still irritated him immensely. “Don’t be an ass, Van. Let’s get out of here before someone catches us.” “Ok. But once you piss him off, I’m not helping you.” Zachary looked towards the backseat of the car. In a dark corner, he saw the glowing eyes and yellow fur. The doll appeared to stare right back at him. He knew it was in there. Moldering. The reason he was here was inside of that doll. The reason he ran away from home. The reason everything had gone to shit so fast. The reason he was in this nowhere town collecting the remains of souls from twisted machines. He hated that doll. However, deep down, he felt something odd. A cruel, sadistic joy. He saw the faces of his victims in his mind’s eye. Terror. Dread. Panic. A grin spread across his face. No. He didn’t regret anything. He didn’t care if it was inside his head, screwing with his thoughts. This was too much fun to stop. And with that, they peeled out of the lot and raced off into the night.
Entry #2: Eyes on You (Originally released with Noises In The Dark)
The room smelled of mold and mildew. If he were still a young boy, Zachary would have found the darkness petrifying. He laughed at it now. If anything, he was the monster in the dark here. He reached up and pulled off the head of his suit, setting it down on the table. “Did you grab the syringes?” Van asked. Zach held up the briefcase he had been carrying. “Then you know what to do.” She said. He groaned and walked over to the supply closet. The door slid open with a creak. Zachary gazed at the thing in the closet with disdain. They had found it hanging from the net above a ball pit in an old pizza joint. He flipped open the case and pulled out a syringe. He lifted up the thing’s head and injected the heated needle directly into the thing’s endoskeleton. After injecting both needles into it, he called Vannessa in. The suit’s endoskeleton glowed a dim orange. “What do you think?” he asked. “A couple more doses and it’ll be ready for him.” She said. She left the dim closet for a moment and returned with the doll in hand. “Well?” She asked. “What do you think?” Zachary winced as the whispering filled his mind. He couldn’t understand what it said yet, but she could apparently understand it perfectly. Vanny frowned for a moment before stepping out of the closet. Zachary gave the yellow thing one last look before shutting the door behind him. He stared at the dingy backroom they called home. They had been hiding back here for at least 6 months. The security in this place wasn’t great, but one of the guards was quite nosy. They’d probably have to off her later. Zachary stepped out onto the walkway directly outside of the room and stared out at the sprawling mall below him. Freddy Fazbear’s Mega PizzaPlex. What a joke. The place was impressive, sure, but the disdain tainted his mind. Their plan would come to fruition soon enough, and this place would fall.
***
Valerie stepped out of her office, as tired as ever. Trying to keep this place running smoothly was really taking a toll on her. Not only that, but security had several reports of two people in poorly made rabbit costumes loitering around. They never moved, never spoke, just stared. Valerie had seen them a few times, but it was always too crowded to see where they would disappear to. They were probably just some kids in costumes trying to scare people. Nothing to be afraid of. As she stepped back into her office, she gasped at the gift box on her table. She read the note attached to it.
Heya Blondie!
We’ve noticed you watching us recently, and we just want you to know that staring isn’t very kind. Stay out of our way. Maybe then you'll live long enough to see what you all have coming.
Thank You Very Much!
-Vanny and Zach
Valerie rolled her eyes. This wasn’t funny. She’d go to Evan later and have those kids blacklisted. She opened the present, wondering what “threatening” gift these twerps had given her. She removed the lid and jumped backwards with a scream. She tore out of her office and ran as fast as she could. These kids, no, monsters, were serious. The box contained two human eyes, retinas still attached, blood seeping through the flimsy cardboard and onto the desk.
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