#dark springtrap

William walked his practical dead body rotting inside the suit down the road towards the town. His mind still filled with revenge.

The night time made it much easier for him to stay undetected as he soon entered the town.

William knew where Mike and Abby's house is due to Mike's file. He pulled his trusty kitchen knife out and slowly made his way.

When William was already at Mike's house, he saw you getting out of there. He didn't know where your house was, so instead of quickly killing Mike and Abby and trying to follow after you wasn't an option. He didn't wanted to lose the chance to play with his prey after all.

So he quietly followed you, his mechanical steps were noticeable but you had earphones plugged into your ears, so he didn't mind. William simply stalked you, keeping a distance, but when you suddenly turned a sharp corner and catched Springtrap in the corner of your eye, he stopped in his tracks. Simply staying there as he saw the fear in your eyes and your breathing getting heavier in realization.

When he saw you blink several times, only thinking it was some hallucination, he slowly started walking towards you. William could just run towards you and finish you off, but he didn't. Instead he was walking at a slow and menacing pace, angling his kitchen knife so that the moonlight was reflecting on it.

Well, then came the expected... you ran, you ran as fast as possible. But William liked it, he loved seeing someone run from him again, especially so... cute...

William soon chased after you, this time, running. But he ran slow enough to make you lead him to your house. William may be dead, but he still had a functinal mind after all.

He wished he wouldn't be stuck in the rabbit suit, he would give anything to be alive again, to feel the thrill of the hunt and adrenaline course through his once alive veins.

Given his still sadistic nature, he was slowly re-thinking his previous plan to kill you slowly and painfully. Well, now he even considered to keep you alive. To keep you as his toy, a trophy in a twisted way.

And when you finally ran inside your house, he simply broke the door down with his now more powerful strength, he saw you all terrified on your phone, already trying to call the police with your trembling hands...

He walked towards you, grabbed you by the throat and lifting you up. And when you finally begged him to spare your life, it was as if ecstasy was coursing through him, he loved hearing your sweet voice begging and pleading desperately...