Chapter 8

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Brayden's POV

I ran into the backstage room and slammed the door. I locked the door and slid down on the floor until my knees were at my chest.

"Golden Freddy?"

"I'm here, Brayden..."

"What do I do? They probably think I'm crazy! Am I imagining all of this?"

"No Brayden, I only talk to you... I want to help you... Nobody around here takes you seriously. I can help you. Stick with me and you'll be more important that Foxy."

I thought for a minute. It was kind of true. Everybody here thought I was a careless man child.

"Hey, you there?" I called for him.

"I'm always here."

Okay, more shivers.

"One, please don't talk like your about to rape me." I shivered once again, "Two..." I hesitated.

I could tell he was waiting.

"I'm in..."

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