Chapter Text
March 4th, 2024, 00:20
He kicked her in the head as she tried to stand, knocking her back down to the floor. He lifted off the head of the bear suit, winding up some crank as he did. "You should be grateful. You get the unique experience! To witness my genius in action!" He laughed maniacally as he forced the Bear head onto April. A creaking can be heard from his suit.
She struggles, trying to pull the mask off, but he grabs her wrists and holds them above her head. "You're a monster. When I get out if this, you won't be leaving these doors." She muttered under her breath. The suit creaks and trembles. The Man in the Yellow Rabbit slides the arms and pops the torso on, followed by the legs.
"I'm sure I won't, kid. Now. SCREAM! CRY!" He shouted infront of April. But she had already zoned out. It was just her in the suit, sitting in a black void. Her shoulder stung. Her nape burned. She could hear children giggling and babies crying. Her breathing intensified. Suddenly she snapped back to reality. She couldn't bring herself to speak.All she could do was glare angrily at the rabbit. Blood was pouring from her stomach. The metal mechanisms in the suit began to creak and tremble. The man in the Yellow Rabbit laughed as he saw blood stain the torso piece. He took a step back.. and then... Click. In the blink of an eye, the suit went off. It started with the legs, metal rods and pins piercing into her flesh. It stretched and pulled her flesh, tearing her legs. And then the arms. The metal mechanisms crushed her bones and ripped her flesh. The pain was unbearable. But it got worse. The chest piece went off. Metal rods dug into her flesh, barely avoiding piercing her lungs. Blood seeped out of the suit. She couldn't breathe. The ribs of the suit crushed her own ribcage. She somehow managed to pull off the mask, just enough to avoid her skull getting crushed. Her breathing was ragged. Her head was bleeding from where she got kicked. Blood covered her eyes.All she could do was twitch and jolt. She couldn't even scream. Blood pooled on the floor. She just stared at the man in the Rabbit costume. The knife was out of her reach. "Still alive? Maybe I'll let you go, just for your luck. But that would be out of character." He grabs her by the back collar of the suit, dragging her out of the office. When they reached the main room, there was an unexpected guest. On one of the tables, with the tacky tablecloths, sat Fritter. They looked up from their phone and stared.