I was born in 2006 and FNaF was created in 2014 Freddy told us you're an organ donor. You won't die. The scooper will only hurt for a moment. It seems you couldn’t make it to my show, so I brought the show to you! What a gift to relish. a victim that can’t perish. The fire within me burns eternal, and now you shall as well! He tried to release you. He tried to release us. But I’m not gonna let that happen. I will hold you here. I will keep you here. No matter how many times, they burn us. I don’t recognise you. You are new. I remember this scenario, however. The elevator’s stopped. you know the routine. You can get out now, or…whatever. Stay here if you want. My friend, you have met a terrible, terrible demise. But uh, you know, I…I don’t feel too bad about it. After all if…if it weren’t for me, it would’ve just been from someone else, you know? I guess what I’m tryin’ to say is life…life goes on. We-well, from…for everyone else, life goes on. Not…not for you, you’re…you’re dead. But that’s neither here nor there. It reminds me of one supper day in the park, I was having just a delightful…picnic with my good friend Orville. And I said to him, I said “Orville I…I have a story” and he said to me “What’s the significance of the story?” and…I said to him, “O..Orville, not every story has to have significance, you know? Sometimes uh…y’know sometimes a story’s just a story. you try to read into every little thing and find meaning in everything anyone says, you’ll just drive yourself crazy – had a friend do it once, wasn’t pretty, we talked about it for years and not only that but, you’ll likely end up believing something you shouldn’t believe and thinking something you shouldn’t think o-o-or assuming something you shouldn’t assume, you know? Sometimes” I said, “a story is…is just a story. So just be quiet for one second of your life and eat your sandwich ok?” Of course, it was only then I realised I made sandwiches and, poor Orville was…having such difficulty eating it! Elephants have those clumsy hands, you know? Actually, I-I suppose that’s the problem. They don’t have hands at all, do they? They’re…they’re all feet! I-I couldn’t imagine someone asking me to eat a sandwich with my feet! Now if I recall correctly there was a bakery nearby. I-I said to him “Orville, let me go get you some rye bread”. Now, I-I’m unsure if elephants enjoy rye bread but, I assure you that Orville does. Now this was on a Tuesday which was good because rye bread was always fresh on Tuesday. They made sour-dough bread on Monday and threw it out Wednesday, or rather they…sold it at a discount for people wantin’ to feed the ducks and then, probably at the end of the day finally they threw it all out. I-I don’t recall. I do remember a man who would bring his son to the bakery every Wednesday and then go feed the ducks. He would buy all of the sour-dough bread – of course, you know, you’re not supposed to feed the ducks sour-dough bread at all! It swells up in their stomach and then they all die. It uh…least…at least that’s what I’ve heard. You know, I-I never saw any ducks die myself but I did notice a substantial decrease in the duck population over the course of a few years. I just never thought to stop the man and tell him that he was killing the ducks by feeding them sour-dough bread! And if you want my opinion on the matter? Heh – and I told Orville this as well – If you wanna feed ducks or birds of any kind for that matter, it’s best to buy seed. I mean, when you think about it, breads of any sort don’t occur in nature. They don’t grow on trees or spring up from the bushes. I don’t think birds know what to do with bread. What was I saying? Oh, oh yes yes. So I bought Orville some rye bread. What a fine day it was. Can you guess the characters? Comment your answers down below!
