Previously:
Foxy opened the photo to see a picture of the animatronic foxy, Fritz, and y/n. Foxy eyes widened as he had a little animatronic smile.

Mikes car pulled up to his house. Mike looked at the backseat which y/n and Abby were asleep in. Mike carried Abby inside. Before going back to the car and getting y/n. Mike sat back in the chair in Abby's room. He looked at their drawings. A drawing stuck out. A drawing Abby made of the four kids and kid
y/n.

Mike looked at them, metal noises and more sounding in his mind. Abby and y/n had woke up later. Abby ate toast at the table as y/n was playing a crossword puzzle. Mike sat at the other side of the table. "Hey, Abby, um, we need to talk about last night, okay? Um... So those, uh, machines..." Mike started.

"Our friends?" Abby asked. "Your friends. Um... are they..?" Mike tried to speak. "Ghost?" Abby finished his sentence. "Yeah?" Mike said. "Of course. How else could they make the robots move?" Abby said as y/n silently laughed. "Can I have some more soup?" Abby asked y/n. "Sure." Y/n said as she got up.

Y/n placed the pot on the stove filling it with canned soup. "Hey, abs, you know we used to have a brother right." Mike said. "Are you talking about Garrett?" Y/n asked. "Yeah." Mike responded. "I don't... I don't really talk about him very much." Mike said to Abby. "Neither did mom or dad." Abby said. "Yeah, it was hard for them. It's hard for me, too."Mike said.

He pulled out her drawing from his pocket. "C-can you explain this to me? You drew that, right?" Mike asked. Abby nodded. Abby said. "Okay, and... and-and you know what that is?" Mike asked. "Hey, hey it's okay. I'm not mad. I won't get angry at you. But I really need you to help me understand, please. "Y/n told me what this was. It was the day Garrett got taken." Abby spoke.

"Did anyone else tell you this?" W-was it a boy with blonde hair?" Mike asked. Abby nodded. "Did that boy tell you anything about the man driving that car? Anything at all? Okay, just think, think really hard, okay?" Mike said.

"No..." Abby said as the paper made pops and cracks noises in her hands. "All they talk about is a yellow rabbit." Abby said.