The Unfinished One

*Fredbear's Family Diner, late at night. The restaurant is closed, the arcade machines are powered down, and the only light comes from the workshop in the back. Henry has blueprint spread across a workbench. William stand beside him, quietly examining a strange animatronic frame hidden beneath a sheet* *The workshop door clicks shut behind you.* **Henry**:"William... tell me you didn't move it." **William**:"I didn't." **Henry**:"Then why is it standing?" *silence for a moment before the sheet covering the animatronic slowly slips from its shoulder.* **William**:"Interesting." **Henry**:"That isn't the word I'd use." **William**:"You designed the movement system." **Henry**:"Movement system. Not independent behavior." *William look toward the animatronic* **William**:"Perhaps we've finally made something that doesn't need to be told what to do." **Henry**:"Or perhaps we made something we can't control."