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Shade's death happened so fast. Just like the appearance of that golden bear did. I'm still wondering what the hell that was.
"Oh God, not again!" Rosy said. "I'm so sick of this! Why can't I be the one to die already?"
"Rosy, I'm so sorry." I said.
"No, it's okay." She said. "You don't have to apologize for anything. None of this is even your fault."
"I hate seeing you so upset." I said. "You've been upset these last six nights. I don't like it when people are upset."
"I appreciate the fact that you care but you don't have to comfort me." She said. She sighed and said, "Come on. Six AM's here."
I followed her out of the office. I felt really bad for her, I really did. She was just an innocent girl who found herself in the wrong place at the wrong time. While it was true for all of us, even me, Rosy seemed to be the most innocent out of all of us at the beginning. Bree's broken her and has possibly made her go insane.

*****

I yawned and headed into my room so that I could try and get some sleep. I turned on the light and my heart stopped at what I saw waiting for me on my bed.
The heads of everyone that's been killed all lay on my bed. Charleigh, Orie, RJ, Astro, Ray, Ellanore, and now Shade, all of their eyes stared lifelessly at me. I immediately tried calling the police, but I had no signal.
I heard laughing behind me and I turned around and saw Bree.
"Do you like my collection?" She asked me. I could a step back out of instinct and regretted it. "It's taken a bit to collect all of these but it's worth it. I love all of them."
"You are a sick and twisted girl." I said. "You disgust me."
She took a step towards me and I managed to stop myself from taking a step back somehow.
"This is just how I am." She said, putting her hands on my shoulders. I didn't want to know what would happen if I pushed her off so I let her keep her hands on my shoulder. "It's how I grew up. I killed my very first person at eight. My parents were proud of me."
"You were raised by serial killers?" I asked.
"Yes, I was." She said. "My dad killed twenty in his lifetime. My mom killed forty. Such a shame that they raised their daughter to be smarter than them."
"You killed your parents?" I asked, barely able to speak.
"Yes." She said. "My mother was the very first person that I killed. That's what happened when she let me play with her favorite knife. Turns out she was pregnant too so my first kill was actually two people."
"And your dad?" I asked. I don't why the hell I asked about her dad, probably to keep her mind off of killing me.
"He was blamed for the death of kg mother, along was caught for all the people that he's killed. He's currently serving in prison right now. I kinda wonder if he's proud of me."
"You are a terrible human being." I said. "I hope you know that."
She smiled and said, "I know I am."
Before I could say anything else, she added, "You know, you're pretty cute."
"Just so you know, I'm gay." I said. "And even if I wasn't, I wouldn't date a freak like you."
Suddenly, she kissed me. Kissed me. I couldn't break out, mostly because I was afraid of what she would do to me if I did.

"So that's what kissing a gay guy feels like." She said, taking her hands off on my shoulders. "I've always wondered what that felt like. Thanks."
Before I could respond, she went over to my bed and picked up all of her heads.
"Don't tell anyone about what happened." She said. "Otherwise, you'll be the newest edition to my collection."
My blood ran cold as I watched her leave the room. Eventually, I heard the front door close. I immediately locked my bedroom door and put my desk in front of me as soon as she left. I was still in total denial over what happened.
She kissed me.
How could she even have the nerve to do it, even after I told her that I was gay?

*****

I'll admit, it broke my heart to just see Rosy at the pizzeria and not everyone else. Even though they thought I was a complete dumbass and even though I really hated people most of the time, I had grown to like them all and had come to think of them as my friends.
"Hey Mike." Rosy said. "This is the final night. One of us is going to meet our demise."
"Let's do our best to not think about that, okay?" I said. "Sound like a plan?"
"Sort of." Rosy said. "It'll be pretty hard not to think about it."
"You're right." I said.
It'll also be hard to not think about what happened last night.

"Why, hello." Bree said, a little too cheerfully for my liking. "The final two are here. You know, I should've expected this. The dumb one and the sensitive one always seem to make to the very end while everyone else dies. But I was kinda hoping for something better. Ah well. I'll work with what I got I guess. Tonight's the final night. Take it seriously because a champion shall be made tonight. Also, the animatronics are playing dirty tonight. Real dirty. And I don't mean that in a sexual way, trust me. Even I'm not that twisted to consider having sex or doing whatever it is that these strange people desire. But I digress. Have a fun night tonight and make it count. Also, I'll be pretty helpful and give you a small little tip. I would suggest closing the right door whenever you put up the camera. A special someone is going to be very sneaky tonight."
She hung up and Rosy went for the camera, which surprised me quite a bit. I immediately closed the right door as soon as I saw the camera go up.
"Okay." She said. "Bonnie, Chica, and Freddy are all gone."  
"What about Foxy?"
"He's peeking out."
I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. Tonight was the night that needed to taken the most seriously. Tonight was the night where one of us could potentially stop Bree.
"Okay." I said, opening the right door as soon as Rosy put the camera down. I checked the left door and saw that Bonnie was there and promptly shut it. I went over to the right door and saw that Chica was there and shut that door as well.
"Damn." I breathed. "Only one AM and both of them are trying to stalk us."
"Bree did say that this night was going to be legit." Rosy said. "I'm going to check on Foxy."
I left both doors shut just in case someone tried to get in.
"All clear." Rosy said. "He's still just peeking. You can open the doors."
I opened the left door and turned the light one just to double check and make sure that Bonnie really wasn't there. I went over to the right door and did the same thing.

Rosy nodded at me and I closed the right door as she pulled up the camera.
"It's five AM." She said. "An attack will come soon."
"But from who?" I asked.
"I don't know." She said. "We're almost out of power."
Then, the right door opened and all of the lights went out. I felt my heart pounding as I backed up against the wall. Rosy did the same thing and grabbed onto my arm. I could hear her breathing along with my own. We were silenced once we heard heavy footsteps get louder and louder.
"What's happening?" Rosy asked. I could tell that she was on the verge of tears.
"I don't know." I said. "And I have a feeling that I don't want to know."
Suddenly, "Toreador March" started playing and Freddy's face blinked as he stared at us through the left door.
"Oh my God!" Rosy said.
"Shh!" I said. "Don't move or make a sound!"

Freddy struck me then. It all happened so fast. He tackled me to the ground and ripped open my ribcage, tore out my heart, and shoved it down my throat. Somehow, I still hung on and I wondered what could've been.