My head finally felt better.

As I entered Fazbear's Fright, I received a text message from Tyler.

"hey j, i cant call you tonight. im kinda busy, youre on your own for the night, good luck man see ya"

Putting the phone back in my pocket, I let out a short sigh and entered the office. Things felt different, it seemed a bit brighter. I thought the pain ending gave me a better outlook on life, but that probably wasn't it. For an attraction set to open in a few weeks, the place really wasn't in the best shape.

I picked the tablet up from the desk and checked the cameras. Springtrap, as Tyler called the thing, was in its regular starting place. It was never much of a threat, the most it did was stand in front of me and twitch. I had a bad feeling about it that night, though.

Especially when it looked directly at the camera and it turned to static.

I exited from the camera, and booted up the maintenance application. As I rebooted the camera feed, I heard Jonathan's voice again.

"Oh, so you're back."

I rolled my eyes.

"Yes, I'm back, this is my job. Now... how are you speaking to me, exactly? I'm curious."

"Just like I was all those years ago. How did you adjust to that pounding, never-ending headache? My voice in your own head, in your ears?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Are you in pain right now?"

"...No."

"Oh, that's right. These circumstances are quite different from my own."

"Your own?"

"All those years ago, I was just like you. A night guard. My victims spoke to me. It felt like it was coming from my own head. Like I was saying or... thinking what they were saying to me."

"Victims? Were... were you responsible for the Missing Children Incident?"

"Oh, yes, that's what they called it. I nearly forgot. It's been so long, Jason. So many years. Stuck in one place. I'm finally able to move."

I checked the camera feed to find that Springtrap had already left its starting place.

"Are you... that Bonnie thing?"

"Find out for yourself. Check those cameras. You'll get your answer eventually."

Frantically tapping through the several camera views, I finally found a full-body shot of Springtrap, staring directly at the camera. He was close.

The costume itself was barely damaged, with some tears and holes spoiling the otherwise pristine, glossy yellow body. The many splits on its body began to shake. All four of the face plates loudly popped open, echoing through the attraction, revealing the entirety of the hidden head. While it was of an inhuman shade, bald, tattered, and pierced, I recognized it. Its facial structure, its odd smile, its sharp chin. The eyes, while not human, captured the same lack of emotion and blue shade.

"Yes, Jason. It's me. This is what I am, now."

Its mouth moved with the words, attempting to mimic the voice. The vertical motion of its speech caused the thin metallic sticks that possibly held its jaws together to cut through more of the red flesh and accompany the voice with an odd grinding noise.

"Surprised?"

I couldn't answer. The hideous display left me in shock.

"Oh, don't be like you were all those years ago. I may have to do the same thing I did then if you don't answer me."

"F-..." I tried to make a defiant comment, tried to will myself to stand up to the man I couldn't speak to before. "...Fuck you."

Jonathan laughed.

"Oh, you're quite the hero, aren't you? Trying to stand up to a voice with bad words, hmm? You're so much like your mother. How is she, by the way?"

"What do you care? You're the one who ruined her. She was your own sister, and you made her terrified of everyone else. Anyone who would come near me. What for? Your sick satisfaction? The high you would've gotten out of killing me when I was a kid? I'm glad you're rotting in that suit."

"You must think you're really brave, Jason. That day would've been much better if I killed you then and there and then got rid of the sole witness."

I was stunned into silence. He really didn't care. The face plates shook again and fell back into place, obscuring the human face.

My phone vibrated. Tyler had sent me another text.

"hey dude, anything cool happen so far? lol"

I decided to reply.

"Tyler, hear me out There IS a face inside of that thing. It's the killer. You know the one. The one you were theorizing about. So, yeah, I guess that's pretty cool."

Almost instantly, I received another text.

"WHAT? nonono dude thats like really bad man you gotta get out of there seriously book it dude i dont care ill make like arrangements for someone to pick you up"

Great.

I stood up, stretched my legs, and walked to the exit.

"Leaving so soon?"

"I'll be glad to leave you here, all alone, surrounded by what I'm sure is eternal pain."

"How dramatic. Your cruelty knows no bounds."

I slammed the attraction's door shut behind me.

I was going to make this thing pay for what it had done.