A golden suit, dripping with blood, spasmed on the bloody tile floor.
It shook desperately, as if something was awakening from death. Well, it was.
The black eyes that filled the parts and service room began to glow, small white dots on the animatronics longingly blank eyes.
It shook more, and almost as if nothing had happened, it stopped.
Rushed, shallow breaths came from the mouth. A rough and quick movement came from the mouth.
The now soon to rot body of Vincent laid inside.
He raised a hoof to the head of the suit that had killed him.
But even with a sharp tug, it didn`t even budge.
"W-why... Is it stuck?" He asked, but soon regretted talking, as blood oozed out of his mouth and a dreadful burn filled his throat.
He put a hoof to his mouth, but of course, he couldn`t reach it. Not because of this stupid gold suit.
He slumped against a wall.
What else could he do? He was in too much pain to really even move right now...
"I can`t believe that happened..." Music Ruff`s mom sighed. She continued sobbing.
Twilight Sparkle wanted to help, but what could she even do?
So, she left them to themselves and decided to walk around. Yep.
Just mourn to herself.
In front of her, String Play stood looking to her.
"Twilight Sparkle?" he asked. The purple alicorn walked away, towards the kid`s cove.
String Play followed.
Could she see him?
"Hey, Twilight!" he shouted, and jumped in front of the cove. Twilight Sparkle then did the unthinkable. She passed through his air-born body.
"Twi- AH!!" He fell to the ground in a mess.
The alicorn stopped at Mangle, as she hummed the puppet`s tune.
"I thought I would have possessed the Puppet, but..." String Play sighed. That was for Present Gift. And then whomever came when he had his chance.
"It`s just a chain reaction" String looked up to Twilight Sparkle. Then to Mangle.
He cocked his head in confusion.
Was she looking at him?
"P-Petal Rose?" he stammered. Mangle`s jaw moved, but no sound came out.
String Play came closer, and Mangle`s eyes followed him as he did. His face lit up brightly.
"You can see me!!!" he yipped. Mangle tried to nod.
The small dead colt walked up to her, and placed a hoof on her head.
"It`s okay" he smiled.
Twilight began walking away. They talked once she was out of the room.
"I`m s-s-s-s-sorry Jacob..." Mangle whimpered.
10-1 kept buzzing on her scanners, but no pony could really hear it.
"I`m alright. The murderer payed" String Play looked to where Twilight was leaving for the main hallway.
Mangle smiled.
"Go, follow her. I know she meant a l-l-l-lot to you". String Play smiled and left, galloping towards the purple alicorn.
He found her passing near the parts room. Would she check?
Twilight Sparkle stopped at the door. She looked at it, thinking about either to go in or not. But in the end, she looked away, and continued down the party room hallway.
String Play sighed one of relief.
He padded up to door.
"M-Maybe... I`ll just check" he mumbled to himself.
A firm thought boggled his mind.
What if the murderer was alive?
It was fairly possible, considering he died inside of an important item, but he would more than likely need the colts help to come back.
He took a deep (fake) breath, and walked through the door.
Inside, he saw the old robots, along with the bloody puddles that led to the spot where Vincent had died.
The pony laid in his suit, in a more-than-likely uncomfortable position.
A small moan came from the suit. The colt jumped back.
'Just my imagination' String Play shrugged it off.
Until another sound came. It almost sounded like a voice.
String Play listened out for another sound.
"Y-you... Little, b-brat..." A scratchy voice sounded from the suit. Slowly, white eyes seemed to blink open.
String Play stared at the open eyed murderer.
"Your alive?!" he cried in shock.
"I`m pretty sure, idiot" Vincent spat.
String Play walked closer to the stallion.
"How are you alive?!" The colt snapped. Vincent laughed.
"Heh, how s-should I kn-know?" Vincent smiled.
"But... You must have caught a fragment of my magic..." String Play sighed, "i`m so stupid!".
"So, now i`m j-just in an... Infinite prison?" the undead stallion asked. String Play smiled lightly.
"Well, yes".
"Great..." Vincent let his head bang on the wall behind him.
String Play began to walk away.
"Hey, brat. W-wait one sec, Will y-ya?" Vincent asked. His black ringed eyes seemed to almost look through String Play.
The colt stopped, ticking an ear towards the used-to-be murderer.
"I`m not Vincent anymore. My n-name is... Springtrap".
'Spring Trap'.