A maze with no prize

You’re just for blood has driven you into endless circles chasing the cries of children always seeming so near. Yet somehow can’t reach

as for one of you, the darkest pit of hell has opened to swallow you whole, so don't keep the devil waiting old friend

My daughter, if you can hear me, I knew you would return as well. It's in your nature to protect the innocent. I'm sorry that on that day, the day you were shut out and left to die, no one was there to lift you up into their arms the way you lifted others into yours. And then, what became of you.

I should have known, you wouldn't be content to disappear.
Not my daughter. I couldn't save you then, so let me save you now.

It's time to rest, for you, and for those you have carried in your arms. This ends. For all of us.
End communication.

(*Beep*)

It's a bright new day, and it's your time to shine
Time to take your career into your own hands
Spend all your money and the stars, they will align
'Cause you've become a part of Freddy's band
Just be careful about what you buy
You never know what's hiding inside
But we can't prove anything, no
So make sure you take all responsibility
For whatever your new business plan will bring
It's closing time
Gotta clean up all the messes that were made
Order supplies and advertise
Wait, I hear voices on every side
And I wonder where
And I wonder why
Where do they hide?
I'm sorry, you've been misinformed
This is just a never-ending labyrinth and nothing more
Endless circles of fear
Chasing cries of children that seem so near
Out of reach, you will never find them
Don't you see? This is where your story ends
Closing time
We're gathered here together just to play
All these souls in one place
And this gift we appreciate
Come together, friends, we'll take them off your hands
Don't try to defend, forget the money that you've spent
We will be complete, your job is obsolete
We can now do what we were created to do
Father, I will make you proud
I'm sorry, you've been misinformed
This is just a never ending labyrinth and nothing more
Endless circles of fear
Chasing cries of children that seem so near
Out of reach, you will never find them
Oh, don't you see? This is where your story ends
this is where it ends
(Oh, this is where it ends)
You will never find them
Oh, don't you see? This is where your story ends
It's a bright new day, and it's your time to shine
Thank you for all you've done

lol

a maze with no prize

Connection Terminated:

I'm sorry to interrupt you, Elizabeth, if you still... even remember that name, but I'm afraid you've been misinformed, you are not here to receive a gift. Nor have you been called here by the individual you assume, although you have indeed been called. You've all been called here, into a Labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune, a labyrinth with no exit, a maze with no prize. You don't even realize you are trapped. Your lust for blood has driven you in endless circles chasing the cries of children always seeming so near, yet somehow out of reach. But you will never them, none of you will. This is where your story ends.

And to you, my brave volunteer, who somehow found this job listing not intended for you. Although there was a way out planned for you, I have a feeling that's not what you want. I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be.

I am remaining as well. I am nearby. This place will not be remembered. And the memory of everything that started this can finally begin to fade away, as the agony of every tragedy should. And to you monsters trapped in the corridors, be still, and give up your spirits, they don't belong to you. For most of you, I believe there is peace, and perhaps warm waiting for you after the smoke clears.

Although for one of you, the darkest pit of Hell has opened to swallow you whole, so don't keep the Devil waiting, old friend.

My daughter, if you can hear me, I knew you'd return as well, it's in your nature to protect the innocent. I'm sorry that on that day. The day you were shut out and left to die, no one was there to lift you up in their arms, the way you lifted others into yours. And then, what became of you? I should have you wouldn't be content to disappear, not my daughter. I couldn't save you then, so let me save you now. It's time to rest, for you, and for those you have carried in your arms.

This ends for all of us.

End Communication.

Congratulations on completing your work week! we apologize if your situation wasn't presented to you in a completely honest fashion when you first started, but it was important that your intentions and actions be genuine. Here at Fazbear Entertainment, we value fun, family, and food, but more importantly, we value our commitment to a toning of past mistakes, and tying up loose ends. Thank you for participating, there is no need to return to work next week, as Fazbear Entertainment is no longer a corporate entity. Please accept this certificate of Completion, goodbye for now and thank you for taking this journey with us!

hush

But there has to be an exit for Micheal

Sorry about that

Damn you, Henry
Now I'm gonna become an IKEA meatball!
Sigh.
Why am I not used to this?

I doubt they'd make a meatball out of something that barely has any meat left.

Well, I guess it wouldn't exactly be a BONELESS meatball, would it?
Then again, maybe that's just what they needed for branding, knowing IKEA.

Connection terminated. I'm sorry to interrupt you, Elizabeth, if you still even remember that name, But I'm afraid you've been misinformed. You are not here to receive a gift, nor have you been called here by the individual you assume, although, you have indeed been called. You have all been called here, into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune. A labyrinth with no exit, a maze with no prize. You don't even realize that you are trapped. Your lust for blood has driven you in endless circles, chasing the cries of children in some unseen chamber, always seeming so near, yet somehow out of reach, but you will never find them. None of you will. This is where your story ends. And to you, my brave volunteer, who somehow found this job listing not intended for you, although there was a way out planned for you, I have a feeling that's not what you want. I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be. I am remaining as well. I am nearby. This place will not be remembered, and the memory of everything that started this can finally begin to fade away. As the agony of every tragedy should. And to you monsters trapped in the corridors, be still and give up your spirits. They don't belong to you. For most of you, I believe there is peace and perhaps more waiting for you after the smoke clears. Although, for one of you, the darkest pit of Hell has opened to swallow you whole, so don't keep the devil waiting, old friend. My daughter, if you can hear me, I knew you would return as well. It's in your nature to protect the innocent. I'm sorry that on that day, the day you were shut out and left to die, no one was there to lift you up into their arms the way you lifted others into yours, and then, what became of you. I should have known you wouldn't be content to disappear, not my daughter. I couldn't save you then, so let me save you now. It's time to rest - for you, and for those you have carried in your arms. This ends for all of us. End communication.