The moment Mike stepped into the cavernous space of Fazbear Fright, he felt a chill creep up his spine. The once vibrant pizzeria now stood as a decaying monument to the past, filled with eerie shadows and whispers of forgotten animatronic tales.

As Mike patrolled the horror attraction, his gaze fell upon a grimy, yellow bunny suit named Springtrap. The sight of its decrepit form sent a shiver down his spine, making his pulse quicken.

Mike's nights at Fazbear Fright were plagued by hallucinations. Phantom versions of Freddy, Chica, Foxy, Mangle, and The Puppet appeared, their spectral forms flickering in the dim light.

These hallucinations were terrifying, but they were just figments of his imagination. The real problem was Springtrap. The hulking suit seemed to come alive at night, relentlessly pursuing Mike.

The nights were filled with tension as Mike darted through the decaying attraction, desperately evading Springtrap's pursuit. The once harmless prop was now a horrifying adversary, its intentions clear and deadly.

Mike's fear began to take a toll on his sanity. Each passing night made him question the reality of his situation. Was he merely hallucinating, or was Springtrap truly alive?

One fateful night, as Mike was cornered by Springtrap, he found his answer. The animatronic lunged at him, its cold, hard touch confirming its horrifying reality.

Mike barely escaped that encounter, and his terror reached new heights. The nightly chases became a deadly game of cat and mouse. He knew he had to do something before it was too late.

In a desperate attempt, Mike decided to burn the attraction down. He hoped that the inferno would consume Springtrap, ending the animatronic's reign of terror.

As the flames began to engulf Fazbear Fright, Mike could see Springtrap in the distance. The animatronic's menacing gaze seemed to pierce through the rising smoke, unyielding and relentless.

Springtrap's words echoed in Mike's mind as the animatronic was consumed by the fire: "I Always...Come Back." The chilling promise left Mike with a lingering sense of dread, even as the flames consumed the horror attraction.

Mike watched as the horror attraction burned down to ashes, taking with it the animatronics and their haunting tales. But the echo of Springtrap's words remained, a chilling reminder of the horrors he had faced.

As Mike walked away from the smoldering remains of Fazbear Fright, he wondered if he had truly escaped from the nightmare or if Springtrap's promise would one day come true. He knew that only time would tell.