C is for Casualty

##**What you're about to see are multiple documents detailing some of the many recent mysterious murders that many news programs have discussed. There's enough evidence to back these claims and stories, as insane as they seem. Camera footage, eyewitness testimony and more validate them, as well as recent incidents involving a similar monster as what's described.**

###**The first document is an open letter, dedicated to the general public as a warning.**

> I've seen a ton of stuff in my day. Jerks who block my way on the street, wild animals who try to enter the house, and lots of crap I can't even remember.
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> But there isn't absolutely anything else like the shit I'm about to tell you. Man, I'm still depressed about it, even after all this time. I wouldn't say anything about this, but having seen similar cases on TV, I figured I'd write this as a warning, so people can take care.
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> My name's Connor Steele, and I live in southern Hurricane, UT. My family was a wife and a daughter. Young adult. Yes, I said _was_. I'll get to why soon enough, I can't just say it all too quickly. As I said, this still upsets me, can't risk having an emotional breakdown right now.
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> My wife, God rest her soul, had an incident a few months before what I'll describe. She was robbed near a hospital, by a man she befriended, when four of his buddies surrounded her. According to her, the man lulled her into a false sense of security by being nice, but eventually tricked her into revealing that she had money on her. Then, the robber threatened her life. She quickly gave him $100 and left, trying not to show fear.
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> Back home, she was mortified beyond belief and paranoid about being followed. She almost thought that they were sent by that one-time fling Chad Kingsley, that fuckboy. She had to quit the current job she had since it was close to that hospital. Close to… what happened. On the other hand, now she was also scared about having no hospital close to where we lived.
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> I calmed her down, telling her I knew a way to another hospital, the one our daughter was born at. It was a lot further away from home, sure. But I did have a car that could take us to any emergency and a boss that I'm in good relations with that would certainly understand if anything happens.
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> Soon enough, my daughter had to attend said hospital after getting a pretty nasty cough. So, me and my family, we got into the car to go there. It wouldn't take too long, only about three minutes away.
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> The first sign that something was wrong was that the streets we were driving through started getting more and more deserted. I assured my wife that I wouldn't let anything or anyone try to rob or threaten us. My daughter wasn't too worried, tapping away on her phone as she waited for us to get there.
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> The second sign that something was amiss was the set of faint traces of dents on the ground, as if provoked by heavy footfalls. The third sign was that most of the streets were closed off with a hell of a lot of wrecked cars and broken streetlights.
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> I'm not going to lie. All three of us were terrified. But through the terror came another feeling: my adrenaline, my lust for danger. When I was <span class="twentysix">26</span> years old, I used to try and explore dangerous areas, pick fights with runts and all that.
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> It was dumb to think that would be a good idea. It was downright moronic to think dragging my family into this was a good idea. But I did it. I hadn't had the urge to do this for decades, but I did it. I took my wife, my daughter, promised I'd protect them from anything at all, and went on forward to the hospital.
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> So, since most streets were blocked, I had a very clear path to go to. It was a linear stretch of lane, with nothing but large footprints and abandoned houses. About two blocks in, the walls had very deep scratch marks. Luckily, a crowbar was near and I grabbed it just in case.
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> Not like that stopped the thing that… well…
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> Look, I expected this to be a sick prank by some petty thugs, or whatever. I was confident that whoever this was to blame, I could stop them. I still have no idea why I didn't just go to the other hospital if I was so confident I could save them.
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> Eventually, we arrived to a burnt down building. My daughter pointed out a fallen billboard, and we could barely make out the words "Fazbear's" in it. It was that one pizzeria that opened for about a week and then burnt down for unknown reasons sometime last year.
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> What happened next I… can't say too well. One thing is sure: in <span class="twentysix">26</span> seconds flat, my whole life changed. I recall a blur that grabbed my daughter and took her to the dark. I pretty much froze and had a panic attack. Her bloodcurling screams were overpowered by a furious screech, garbled and wild.
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> As blood pooled from the dark, my wife had a brief burst of pure rage directed at the thing, at her daughter's death, at me, and at life as a whole. She grabbed the crowbar out of my hands and ran straight at the thing who grabbed the crowbar with a metallic hand.
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> Quickly, it came out of the dark, and let go of the crowbar, only to dig inside my wife's chest to take the heart out. It retreated back to the shadows as quick as it came. I couldn't move. I was still shocked. Too afraid to do anything at all.
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> I could barely see its outline dig into my daughter's torso, looking for something. Maybe another organ. Maybe not. But it didn't find what it wanted, apparently. It… crushed my wife's heart into pieces in its right hand and tossed it into the light, leaving as rapidly as it arrived.
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> I suddenly broke down. My whole family died in front of me. It took me a month to work up the courage to write about this and two weeks to actually do it. The thing left NO survivors every other time after that. It's been consistently killing twice a week since.
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> The creature is humongous. About 7ft. I can remember it's appearance well. A little too well.
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> Its right half of its body is covered in a segmented animal costume, a red canine creature of some sort. It reminded me of Foxy from that pizzeria. It's right hand was a razor sharp hook, and it seemed to have the shredded remains of its brown pants hanging from its waist like a loincloth. Its right eye seems to be covered by wires that form an "X" embedded upon its face, and its lengthy snout has sharp, short teeth. However, the entire left half of its body is exposed, showing a cold, lifeless, corroded robot skeleton with a piercing eye.
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> It hates the light. It literally flinched the few seconds I saw it out of the shadows. Stay away from ANY dark areas. As far as you can.
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> Look, this isn't directed to the general public. They can believe this if they want. They can call me insane if they want. They can pass it of as "just a story" if they want.
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> I don't care. I heard of all the stories about that demonic bear. This is directed to the people that can make a difference.
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> I'm going to crawl into bed with a bottle of scotch and cry myself to sleep again.

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##**The next is a collection of recordings from the Police Department in Goshen, Utah, recovered from an officer's phone. The officer was Clay Burke's partner, but now works on Clay's place, while Clay Burke is on a medical leave.**

### March 20th, 2018\. 10:10 a.m.

> "We arrested a strange man today. He wore worn down clothes and a strange purple mask that resembles a hippopotamus, with a few strange accessories as well. The man had a... plastic flower on its shirt and wore purple gloves. The man was shaky and uneasy, didn't allow us to take off the mask. The man ran out of a building in a suspicious manner, two figures scampered off with him. We'll investigate further tomorrow."

### March 21st, 2018\. 11:30 a.m.

> "I went into the house the masked man came out of. Apparently a man lives there. He worked for "Afton Robotics" back in the day. The same company Burke liked to investigate. The man claims to have been forced to build things for these mysterious men, saying he can't talk much since he may be in danger. Just then, another strange man came in, with a gun. Good thing I was close to the door, subdued him easily. He had a pig mask, pink gloves and strange brown pants. I won't lock him up with his friend, they may plan something."

### March 21st, 2018\. 5:45 p.m.

> "I felt like I was being watched today, as I went out to do other cases. I felt like something specifically followed me. I can see a faint shadow out of the corner of my eye, but it always leaves. I've _got_ to get myself some stronger guns."

### March 22nd, 2018\. 2:30 p.m.

> "I've interrogated the masked men. The one in the purple mask was terrified, and the one in the pink mask was very confident and smug. They both insisted they'd leave the place in a few days. I just sent them back, but I _did_ get some info out of them. They confirmed they captured some scientists to create a "new vessel" for their employer. I'd say they are insane, if my partner Burke didn't face similar events recently. And if a giant robot demon bear can roam at night, then their employer can have a "new vessel". I've got to contact Sheriff Jansen. He's a busy man, but he can lend me backup."

### March 24th, 2018\. 9:00 a.m.

> "I've talked to Jansen, asked him if he has seen any more masked men around. He said he hasn't, but he'll be watching for some. I did tell him to look into the kidnappings of scientists for this "vessel". On another note, yesterday I caught a glimpse of my "stalker". I only caught a glimpse of a blue rabbit mask. Whoever wore the mask was pretty huge. The right half of one. I asked the masked men about this and the pig-masked person laughed triumphantly, the purple one chuckled sighed in relief. I'm getting a bad feeling about this."

### March 25th, 2018\. 5:20 p.m.

> "I went to the former "Afton Robotics" employee, who I asked about the "vessel". His name was Burt Andrews. He took me to his house's basement. He showed me a metallic humanoid frame. A robotic skeleton made out of nearly molten wires and scrap metal. He claimed it was made out of two inactive animatronics recovered from a fire. They were passed off through multiple colleagues whose work was making the robotic parts work, fixing the destroyed bits, and then make a body with said parts. The inventor was the one responsible for the completion of said "vessel". I'd have interrogated him further, but he was shot from the window. I looked out, and saw another masked man, in a burnt orange elephant mask. He left a note. It said "Let my friends out or you better get reinforcements by 12pm. He will destroy you all. I have a feeling that he is what's been following me for a few days now. The "vessel" was gone."

### March 26th, 2018\. 12:59 a.m.

> "I'm not sure how true the man's note was, but I got all the cops in the department together to capture the "employer". It's strange how this man avoids being seen fully. Just glimpses, as if he was trying to intimidate me. One thing is sure, however. We-"

The tape was cut off by a loud crash at approximately 1:00am. Eyewitness accounts described the following incident as chaotic. They claim to have heard gunshots and screaming that eventually got silenced. Out of a hole in the wall came masked people nearly identical to what the tape described.

The strangest thing about the eyewitness accounts is the apparent sighting of an animatronic blue rabbit, wearing only the left half of its suit, and a faded red bowtie. They stated the right half of its body is an exposed metal endoskeleton, and that it sports a piercing white eye without pupil in the left side of its face. The description matches up with the testimony of surviving policemen from that night, who gave more info on the creature.

They stated that it broke in without a warning, slowly making quick work of the police force, along the previously mentioned masked man who left the note. As the masked man made quick work of them with a shotgun, the large robotic creature methodically tortured whoever it could, breaking bones and stomping their limbs so they couldn't escape. It didn't, however see through the darkest corners of the department, allowing some wounded policemen to survive. Officer James Sunderland, who was relatively unharmed in the attack, described the carnage as "even worse than what I saw back at Riverwood."

Connor Steele's description of the animatronic that attacked his family appears to indicate that this Foxy is of the same style of animatronic as that which attacked the station, though oddly, it would seem that the degradation for each animatronic is worst on opposite sides. Almost as if they were separated halves of a whole.

It doesn't take a genius to figure out that both animatronics are very clearly related. As for the masked men, there's been sightings of two more near Hurricane, Utah. One with an orange bear mask and one with a green frog mask. It all indicates that the animatronic rabbit isn't the only one aided by these masked men; the fox may have aid as well.

We'll keep you updated on this case.