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POLICE: This interview is being tape recorded for future documentation. I am █████████████████, and I am based at ██████████ ██████. I work with the investigative department of this region. What’s your name? F█: …Felix. POLICE: Your whole name sir. F█: You already have it in your documentation. POLICE: It’s for the record— for this recording specifically— so please, your whole name. F█: Fine. Felix ████ ███████. Not like that’s important. Let’s just cut to the chase now; you wanna convict me for murder because my animatronic just caved in my own kid’s brain. POLICE: Mr. ███████, please. We are not convicting you or anyone of murder. We are just— F█: I’m not fucking blind, Ms. I know when I’m being thrown under the bus when I see it. And I’m being thrown under right now!  POLICE: Sir, we are not trying to convict anyone of anything as of this moment. The details are still unknown and we are simply trying to find evidence if there was fool play or if it was simply a mechanical failure from poor maintenance. F█: …Evidence? The fucking evidence is right there on the material purchase lists I know that bastard has. I asked for good quality materials but what does he give me? Second-hand electronics and steel that’s been rotting in some fucking junkyard for twenty years! This was an accident waiting to happen! POLICE: You were the co-owner of the franchise. Was there no way to acquire the materials yourself? F█: Yeah, out of my own pocket that is. Not like I was the one fixing them. Otto only let me design new ones, leaving some shitty interns do maintenance instead. He didn’t even let me train them! Me, the guy who knows these things inside and out? All he gave them were my blueprints and let them fuck around on their own, like that was safe or something.  POLICE: Are you saying that Otto █████████ employed untrained staff to work on the machines? F█: Animatronics. Robots for entertainment purposes. And… well no, they had some kind of engineering background, but they weren’t me. They weren’t me and I wasn’t even able to teach them the ins and outs of those deathtraps. One of those idiots over-tuned the jaw on the damn thing, making it stronger then it should’ve been. I don’t remember making it capable of caving in a kid’s skull. POLICE: I see. Am I correct to believe that you and Mr. █████████ worked in collaboration in the creation of these …animatronics? F█: Sure. If you wanted to blow out of proportion how much he actually contributes. Maybe if he applied himself more, my son wouldn’t be dead. Maybe he just doesn’t give a shit. It’s not like his own kids are dead, right? Just some lousy coworker who got his last straw taken from him. Wasn’t like he was trying to live a life or anything, raising his kid that’s six feet under now.  POLICE: You are aware that Otis is still alive, yes? F█: No. I know what the doctors said. Honestly? He’s better of dead at this point.  POLICE: Then why— F█: Why I haven’t pulled the plug, then? Haha… Isn’t it obvious? I’m too much of a fucking coward to just let him go.

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Addendum: Five days after the inciting incident, victim expired in the hospital due to severe brain hemorrhaging. In accordance to this event, the sentence had been increased to 4 years of jail time for Involuntary Manslaughter with no parole. Additionally, as Felix was the primary suspect, he was incarcerated for the aforementioned amount of time due to a lack of evidence of foul play.

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