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Hey! Hey, wow, day four. I knew you could do it.
Uh, hey, listen, I may not be around to send you a message tomorrow. *door bangs are heard here, and continue throughout the call* It’s-It’s been a bad night here for me. Um, I-I’m kinda glad that I recorded my messages for you *clears throat* uh, when I did.
Uh, hey, do me a favour. Maybe sometime, uh, you could check inside those suits in the back room? I’m gonna try to hold out until someone checks. Maybe it won’t be so bad. Uh, I-I-I-I always wondered what was in all those empty heads, back there.
*Freddy’s “Toreador March” music plays*
You know…*animatronic moan is heard, the same as when you have your monitor up, and an animatronic has got into the room*
Oh, no – *garbled scream that more closely resembles Golden Freddy’s scream, followed by static*