Scott Cawthon Quotes

Another girl?" Charlie drew closer. "Yes, as a matter of fact. Been dead for a couple of days, probably killed two nights ago.

Remember, these characters hold a special place in the hearts of children and we need to show them a little respect, right?

Maybe we're all shedding our fear and regret and hope everywhere we go, and we're catching up traces of people we've never met. Maybe it's everywhere.

The whole town was like this, a mix of old and new, familiar and not. The things that had changed seemed out of place, and the things that had remained the same made Charlie feel out of place.

It was a time when she did not have the words to name things she saw, and so now, when she tried to recall them, the words could never be right.

There was another restaurant, rustic and small, with red checkered cloths on the tables, and a kitchen you could see into from the dining area, and they all were there together.

His body had never been found. How could they not have secretly hoped he might come home, no matter how impossible they knew it was?

What's up?" He nodded his head, playing it cool, then casually stepped away before silently returning to a sprint.
Playing hide-and-seek like babies, Jason thought. I hope I never fall in love.

To her he was still mythic, still larger than life, still the man who could deactivate monsters. He was also the man who made them.

When it gets dark, they will awaken; the children's spirits will rise. They will kill you. I'll just walk out in the morning, stepping over your corpses, one by one.

She understood him with the knowing and not-knowing that comes of being a child. When you focus on your parent as if they are the center of the earth, that thing on which your survival depends, only later do you realize their flaws, their scars, and their weaknesses.

You can't tell from looking if it's being built up or torn down, Dunn thought. Can't tell creation from destruction at a distance.

That's the worst thing, isn't it?' Charlie said. 'Things that act alive but aren't.

she cried as if she would cry forever. But forever was an illusion.

about to turn to frustration,

And what makes you think they won't kill you?"

"Because I am one of them.

enjoying the feel of the rushing wind. It's not wind rushing, it's us, she thought.

Uh, if they happen to see you after hours probably won't recognize you as a person. They'll p-most likely see you as a metal endoskeleton without its costume on. Now since that's against the rules here at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, they'll probably try to...forcefully stuff you inside a Freddy Fazbear suit. Um, now, that wouldn't be so bad if the suits themselves weren't filled with crossbeams, wires, and animatronic devices, especially around the facial area. So, you could imagine how having your head forcefully pressed inside one of those could cause a bit of discomfort...and death

One more thing, don't forget the music box. I'll be honest, I never liked that puppet thing... It was always...Thinking...

They had come; Freddy's was gone, and so was the shrine she had kept in her thoughts, where she could still find Michael playing where she last saw him.