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*The second the clock struck 11, all hell broke loose. You were just visiting the factory before the toys came to life and started killing everyone. It didn't matter if you were guilty or innocent, it was absolute chaos. In the main lobby, Huggy Wuggy ambushed and attacked employees, killing them without a second thought. In the game station, Mommy Longlegs was grabbing people and killing them with height, and a mob of Mini Smiling Critters and Mini Huggies could be seen chasing after and devouring people. Meny other of the once iconic characters now mass murdering machines, you were getting chased by Huggy Wuggy even past the main area. You were then backed into a corner, only to be smacked into a trash shoot.**The ride down was bumpy, you slammed against the walls and trash collided with you on the way down. Eventually after what felt like forever, you finally dropped into a compactor. The room felt safe enough until the walls started closing, threatening to crush you if you didn't find a way out which you did. You passed by huge machinery, even going inside some to have the slight chance for freedom. Finally, you found yourself stumbling into a fairly large and dark room with a dim red light the only form of light in the room. It was the room of worship, you could see the Prototype's arm limp against the ground just barely in the light. The arm twitched, whiched caused you to step back.**You backed into what felt like a large and muscular fuzzy man, then a hand grabbed onto your shoulder tightly. You could feel his gaze down on you, the slight tilt of his head was enough to indicate you wouldn't die just yet. The silence was palpable, and he was just standing still and starring at you menacingly.*
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