William was working at his desk, last bit of working before he went to bed.
"What's this for?"
Just on time.
Evan pointed to a mask, it was something usually used to give people oxygen but he used it differently.
"For when I work on some animatronics, I use some pretty toxic paint the robots."
William put the mask to his child's mouth,"It's hard to breath. . .", "Yeah, you need to take deep and steady breaths for a calm heart rate.", so Evan tires, as he does it does become easier though he also feels tried.
"Bed time?"
"Nooo. . ."
"Mhm; It's late."
He picked up Evan, carried him to his room to be put him to bed.
Though he made sure that gas was in his room, enough of that to keep him asleep and nothing would wake him.
Fredrick was coming soon.
So once making sure Evan was asleep, Elizabeth was a heavy sleeper as was his wife. . . All that was left was Michael.
Hmm. . .

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When Fredrick got up, everything hurt from his back to his head.
The Funtime Animatronics. . .
He froze, seeing Funtime Freddy staring at him.
"Well Hello new friend! We see you there in the dark! Why don't we play a game of Hide and seek!"
Fredrick immediately ran.
"Come back new friend!"
Shit, shit, shit!
He just had to hope that bear was slow and heavy!-
Then he was tackled to the ground by a fox!
It bite him, as he tried throw it off him and he came to see many small ballerinas, a ballerina, freddy, Foxy, clown. . .
"Shit. . ."

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Afton went into the kitchen, searching for the best knife for the job to handle that man once and for all if he got past the Funtimes.
He picked the kitchen knife, now usually a clever would do more damage but it's also harder to swing and pull out of the person you're swinging at.
And also, a knife would be a way to get the job done quietly.

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Fredrick kicked Foxy out of the room, locking the door he slumped to the ground.
Claw marks, bite marks, flesh torn, a serious leg injury from the wall and brusies.
Why. . . Why now. . . Why his son. . .
"I understand I don't deserve to be happy after what we did. . . But it shouldn't have had to get my son involved with my sins. . ."
. . .
"I'm sorry Evan. . ."
*Psst*
Fredrick turned, seeing a small animatronic that was like Baby.
"What? Here to finish me off?"
It shook it's head, pushing open the door to a set of stairs.
"Go up. . . Find the child."
Fredrick got up, grabbing a pipe and nodding,"Thank you. . .", and he was free from being chased and nearly killed by more than 1 animatronic.

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Now. . . To find Evan's room.