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As he heard the slow popping of freshly popped popcorn, Michael realized that the room he was in was heating up faster than a malfunctioning computer. Henry had turned the AC off.
Once all of his popcorn had finally popped. He proceeded to eat them, as Henry played his final speech. Michael assumed he had pre-recorded it due to the man’s stage fright when out of his yellow bear fursona.
It was well written, but before Michael could start to analyze it with his high school grade Universal Literature class knowledge. Everything had started to catch fire. First the poor, already overheated computer sitting at his desk, exploded. And then that same explosion caught Michael’s chair on fire too.
He had only been halfway through the bag when it had caught on fire. Tragically making the remaining popcorns unable to even pass through his now slightly charred esophagus. His attention was quickly grabbed by the screams that he assumed were his father's. Still lost within the metal maze.
If Michael could cry with happiness, he would. But at the same time, he could also tell that it would have probably evaporated by now. An animatronic had finally managed to make its way to him, The mass of melting wires that he assumed had been molten Freddy, frantically looked for a hiding place.
But Michael was also burning. Now all that was left was the metal endoskeleton he had possessed all those decades ago. Rhys Lyon had practically been cremated by that point. Michael simply stepped back, feeling his legs start to melt. While the animatronic amalgam made a last-ditch effort to escape.
But the door had been locked shut by Henry. No one would come in. No one would come out. And now that molten Freddy was melting over what was the only usable exit of the Labyrinth, there would be no takebacks.
That night, Everything that had ever had a soul connected to Freddy Fazbear’s entertainment, would finally burn to the ground. No more ghosts made by William, no more souls to try and save. No more accidents caused by human design.
It would finally end for those who had once been alive.
