Okay. This was a calculated risk. The idea was cut hands, not cut wrists.
This was always a possibility. But hey, it's not like you're the first Freddy Fazbear's location to kill a child!
That's... not encouraging. Most of those locations burn to the ground in the end.
No Ghosts Allowed. Ever.
The Hive does agree on that, though there is some musing about using his Soul, which is shut down by the rest of the Hive.
Not entirely out of cries of sacrilege, but also because you don't entirely know how to do that. The Remnant machine pulls in suffering and death by radius, you know that shoving it full of organs made no difference.
It'll take up a chunk of Day, but just dragging him away isn't really enough. Your iconic Shovel is still long gone, but you have a helluva' arm. You doubt Friendly will be much good for digging.
Letting the Pizzeria manage itself, you head back into the Wood. It's not hard finding him.
No one in the Hive is a Priest, so this'll be winged.
You find one of the few patches of Wood that you can dig in, which is no easy feat. Using your Rainbow-powered arm, digging is fast and brutal as you make a child sized pit without too much trouble.
You grab the boy and attempt to gently set him in his Grave. Unfortunately, Fazbear robotics didn't account for this, so it's more like a gentle fumbled toss.
It's the best you can do as you scoop the dirt over the body. Looking over it, it's... well, it's the nicest grave in the middle of the Woods.
All the same, the grim circumstances and fear for his soul (and your own) are enough to prompt the idea for a Prayer.
Thankfully three of the Hive conveniently went to the same Church when they were younger. Lucky odds:
<prayer>O God, by whose mercy the faithful departed find rest, bless this hole, and send your holy Angel to watch over it. Lord, comfort those who mourn and sustain them with the hope of eternal life.
<group response>Amen.
6 more Guests file in, netting you 120 USD, making your total 1,076!
You have enough time to carry out one last thing before the Night...
You try to clean the grass to no success, it’s difficult to mop or sweep outdoors.
