//------------------------------// // The Turning Point // Story: Five Nights at Freddy's: Body vs Mind // by AmpUpHeart //------------------------------// "You won't believe what I just found out!" Axle yelled. He and Hazard were examining the footage and recordings from Jasper's fourth week, trying to uncover any clues about Fuse's plan. But Axle was now acting like he solved a murder case. "There's this new recording that was made AFTER Jasper made his last one." "Well, play it," Hazard replied. The recording was nothing like the two had ever heard, but Trip's breath caught in his throat. It was a type of code-like message that he had heard Fuse use before, but it wasn't Fuse's voice. Even through the vocal editing, Trip could tell. While Axle and Hazard heard a distorted, demonic voice, Tripwire heard a clear message. "Hello, and congratulations on making it this far. Everyone on the project admires your persistence, but all good things come to an end. We know who you are, where you are, and what you're doing. Catch us if you can. A new era is coming. One that embraces the joy of CREA--" And it cut off. But Tripwire got the message. The joy of creation. What did that mean? "Trip?" Hazard asked. But Trip didn't hear him. He simply fled to another one of the computer rooms without a word. Hours later, Trip's hooves still flew across the keyboards like there was no tomorrow. After altering a few codes, he got what he was looking for: a way to find the location of the lab Fuse was at. It was as if Fuse wanted him to find her. Maybe she did. But it required a password. What? Why? Then Trip heard a knock at the door. "Who's there?" He asked. "It's me," Jasper said. 'Freddy's motto,' Trip thought. Trip then gasped. "That's it!" He yelled. "Jasper, you're a genius!" "How so?" Jasper asked, confused. Trip didn't answer. He simply typed in "itsme" in the password slot, and opened the file. Located in..... The Everfree Forest. At least it made more sense than beneath a pizzeria. Now he could get everyone on board, but before he could, he had to let Equestria know. He was starting to write something down on a piece of paper when he saw Jasper's concerned face. "Those ponies. They were in my dreams again. They were laughing at me. Warning me not to get involved. You may not be forcing me to stay, but they are. But I don't want anything to do with this." "I understand. I generally simply teleport ponies like you outside the pizzeria when you're attacked, but Fuse must have developed some sophisticated technology that allows others to enter a dream. They manipulated you to come here. That's why you're here. "But just make yourself comfortable. You should be here for a few days at most. But I have to go. I have some world-saving business to tend to." Without another word, Trip dashed out. He didn't have much time, but he already knew what he wanted to do. He grabbed the letter he had written and sent it to the princess. As the sun was setting, a well-known alicorn was settling down on her bed when she saw a paper appear in her room. "Another report from Twilight?" She thought out loud. "That filly overworks herself for somepony so young." She picked up the paper with her magic (obviously) and unfolded it. Weird. The letter wasn't in Twi's hoofwriting (even unicorns using levitation have distinct writing styles). She skimmed over the letter, and gasped. Was she reading this right? She read over it more carefully. 'Oh Luna, help me,' she thought. She could not believe what she was seeing on the paper. 'Dear Princess Celestia, You won't know who I am, but please listen. Nearly fifteen years ago, four of my friends were killed, and I was nearly killed myself. But the five of us are still here, and so is our murderer. And she's not alone. Come to Ponyville tomorrow so we can finish explaining. To say more now is too risky. But now we are all targets of a threat that not even the Elements of Harmony can take on. Beware, Tripwire.' Tripwire. She knew that name. He had been one of the colts supposedly killed at Freddy Fazbear's pizzeria. But he was writing her a letter? And the murderer was still out there? A suspected stallion was brought in, but the only evidence that existed was something he'd done in the same place that day. He had been in prison ever since. But he had acted anxious and strange since he'd been arrested. But when it was investigated, he would say that he shouldn't bother saying since they would think that he's crazy. Did he know something about this? She was still suspicious about all of this, but she would get her answers sorted out by tomorrow, hopefully...