Fnaf Deaths Novels & Stories

"My people are dead." Fyn puffed his chest. "I'm sorry, Hana. I am. But that's not my fault." "They're all gone, Fyn." Hana took a step towards him, her eyes pure anger, as she completely ignored what he was saying. "Dead." Shaking his head, Fyn knew he had no time for this. This was karma. This was reparation for all the bad things she and her father did. She wasn't the only one who had relatives who died. Gritting his teeth, Fyn started to walk outside, but he didn't reach far. Hana blocked his way.

"Did Nathan have any family? Should I notify someone?" I ground my teeth and closed my eyes. "We were his family, Logan. His parents died in a car accident. His older brother died in Afghanistan… He had only us. And I will make sure that the fucker who killed him dies a painful and slow death." I heard Logan's sharp exhale and swallow. "Dominique will pay for this." A cold smirk twisted my lips. "Yes… he will." ***

Nat jokes. "B-but still. Five people just died. In my casino. On its first fucking day too." "I guess when you watch the ones closest to you die a few strangers doesn't resonate like it used to." Liam admits.

“passed away” I force my face to arrange itself into what hopefully passes for a grateful smile. “Thank you.” Back at my desk, I pull out a sheet of paper and try to write a list of good things in my life. One: I have a roof over my head. Sure, for now I do. Two: I’m not dead. But the only person I had in the whole world is. Sighing, I give up and crumple the paper into a ball. Students are turning in their tests and starting conversations. Evidently every test day is followed by some free time.

I was attentive to whatever he would say about me "... it's hard to say because I dated him once so I feel strange. Buffet, Loren still wasn't over me. What seemed crazy and stupid to me is that they were pretending I wasn't here and couldn't hear them. I just want to see how far they are capable of going with their little game. It's surely some Davis joke and Loren convinced Nisha to join in. "Just tell me, Loren, bluntly." "Max died," Loren blurts out. What the fuck is she saying? "What are you talking about? As a step?" "It was this morning." They found him in his room, Nish, he had a bullet in his head, "Loren sobs. Nish comes over and rubs her back" Davis confirmed.

"Well, you see, you may not have heard, but Mrs. Whitmore Senior—" "She what? Declan paid a hundred thousand in medical fees just last month! Take me to her right now!" The thought made me sick. That hundred thousand had probably gone straight into Declan and Dr. Langford's pockets. Dr. Langford fumbled with his computer, pulling up the records with shaking hands. The death certificate on the screen was impossible to miss. "Date of death: March 15th, 2023. Cause: Severe malnutrition." "M-Ms. Collier, Mrs. Whitmore Senior died two years ago."

"How many what?" "How many people died while I was unconscious?" "Elena, you need to focus on recovering…" "How many, Anna?" She exchanged a glance with Kieran, who nodded slightly. "Seventeen. We lost seventeen people in four days. Another thirty are critical right now." The bread turned to ash in my mouth. Seventeen people. Dead because I had pushed too hard, given too much, collapsed before I could… "Stop." Kieran's voice was firm. "I can see what you are thinking, and you are wrong. Those deaths aren't on you. You saved dozens before you collapsed. Hundreds, if we count everyone who recovered because of you."

Because Caleb could only be keeping something from her that he truly didn't want her to know. But she couldn't let the whispers go. She typed in her search terms, and the first hit was an old newspaper article almost fifteen years old. Fair Haven High School Student Dies in Late-Night Crash She scanned the article and winced at the photograph of the mangled car at the top. Daniel Finley, 17 years old of Fair Haven, Wa., was driving on Daughtry Road early Saturday morning on March 23. At approximately 3:32 AM, his car crashed into a tree. Finley was killed on impact. Toxicology reports are pending. The funeral will be held on March 30 at First Hill Presbyterian Church, with family and close f

The core of T Faction all come together. The death of one of the eight great fighters was no small matter within T Faction. “T-man, how did Zachary die? The Quinns said it was a sudden illness, but how is that possible? We asked around and couldn't find out the reason. Maybe our level was too low, so can you help us dispel our doubts?” Asked Hank, one of the eight great fighters of T Faction.