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The Hive clears their mind a bit and decides to be proactive this final hour. Resting is tempting, but you may not get a chance to experiment for a while.
<inquiry>JJ, can you write?
>"Huh? Y-yes Sir, not perfect given my hands, but legible."
<statement>There is computer paper on the desk, we fade into black while the Truck Crew does their usual routine. I need you to write down a series of requests and hand it to them.
>"... So far they've been mute and have ignored both of us."
<statement>Which is why we will provide an incentive.
You take out 50 USD, and hope it'll work as a bribe while you give JJ directions. On the paper, you request the following:
>A cloak of some kind to cover up with
>Shotgun shells
>A Freddy mask
>"Are you sure this is a good idea? They'll probably just take the money and leave. I don't think they're our friends..."
<statement>Going to have to try.
As JJ fills this out, you prime yourself to test what Fazbear gave you. You attempt to 'build' yourself in the Hive's psyche, so that the next time you Rest, a patch will develop over your pants to hide one of the many battle tears.
Given what happened to the Rainbow, and the 'discs' she mentioned around your Pizzeria and the Cave, be it an illusion or tangible, perhaps it can be warped in the Hive's favor?
...
>BWOOOOOOOM-!! BWOOOOOOM-!!
A foghorn sounds out, making the Hive internally jump and JJ externally squeak-
>Errrrrup--!!
The sound of tires squealing as they come to an abrupt stop by the front of the Pizzeria.
It sounds big. Really, really fucking big, a motor chugging so loud it drones out most of your respective worlds.
A voice blares over a screechy intercom, it's heavily distorted, and you cannot identify who it is.
>"Get into the van. We need to talk."
