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It was quite obvious that Mangle was going to eventually come back and get her revenge. Though BB might've lived here, she wanted to fuck around with her former Clan. If they couldn't handle a Fazbear they didn't deserve one. The animatronic arrived in the dead of night, golden eyes gradually glowing red. She was hidden in the brush, silent and ready to kill.
Mangle sat there all night, picking off DarkClanners one by one. She would kill one, and then once another was attracted over by the scent of blood, she would kill them too before going back into hiding. She would even use her soundwave manipulation, however broken and glitchy it might've been, to sound like a Clanmate in distress. It was quite the fun for the animatronic.
By the end of the night five NPCs lay on the ground. All had the same disturbing detail; all were at least partly eaten and had part of their brains ripped out. A husky, a young wolf, a serval, and two domestic cats made up the five bodies. All ranged from old apprentices to elders; all technically in the adult stages of life. She could never harm a child, even after they ripped her apart piece by piece. She simply was programmed not to do so.
As the first light of dawn stretched over the gruesome scene, the only thing left of Mangle was her scent, some of her own blood, the mangled and partially brainless corpses, and a message spelled out in the dirt; "It's Me" in large, capital letters.
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