It was a dark and cold night. "Why did Gregory have to pick tonight of all nights to meet up?" Tony thought to himself. The wind kept sending chills through his entire body. The streetlights were flickering, threatening to go out at any second. The meeting spot was behind the new Freddy Fazbear's Mega Pizzaplex. But why there? Wouldn't the night guards get mad at them? Regardless, Tony pressed on. He needed to know what was going on with Gregory. There was something off about Gregory for a while now. He didn't quite act like himself. He seemed more distant, detached whenever anyone spoke to him. It was like when you'd be listening to music while someone is talking to you, but this was different. He could see Gregory cringe in fear at seemingly nothing. And whenever Tony would ask him what was wrong, Gregory would just give him a vague response before leaving.
It was as if something awful and alien had crawled inside of Tony's best friend and made itself at home in Gregory's body. Tony couldn't stand seeing his best friend like this anymore, so he went to confront him about it. Gregory said that there were some people he wanted Tony to meet. Tony was nervous to be sure, but Gregory needed him.
Finally, Tony made it to the designated meeting spot behind the Pizzaplex. Tony couldn't help but marvel at the sheer size and scope of the place. He always wondered how anyone could operate a place that be. "Heh, whoever runs the show here is on another level. They aren't even human." Tony joked, trying to calm his nerves.
Tony looks off in the distance and see the vague outline of a shadow. It's wearing some kind of dark blue, almost black cloak. It reminded him of those plague doctors he would see in the history books in his social studies class. It whiped around wildly in the wind. As the figure stepped closer, Tony could make out more details of it despite the darkness of the night. The figure was wearing some kind of gas mask. The rims of the eye holes of the mask were outlined in gold paint. The figure was also wearing what looked like either surgical gloves or the kind of gloves you'd use for climbing rocks or hiking. They were white with a silhouetted caricature of a cartoon rabbit on the back of the gloves. The figure was also wearing some kind of head band that had big, tall rabbit ears drooping to the sides in a symmetrical fashion. The figure was also wearing big black combat boots with yellow buckles on the sides.
Tony was getting nervous. He tried calling Gregory on his cell phone. "Gregory? I'm at the spot. Are you gonna be here soon?" No response. But he thought he could hear someone talking in the distance. Tony waited a little longer as the figure stepped closer still. He could see the figure was wearing some kind of grayish white jacket with black stitch lines underneath the black cloak. It looked more like a strait jacket than anything else. The figure also had greyish white pants. They almost looked like something a soilder would wear. Their pants were held up by a dark green tool belt loaded with all kinds of appliances. From hammers to screwdrivers. He even spotted a little container filled with some kind of screw that Tony couldn't identify. The figure touched the side of their mask, and it's eyes started to glow a dark green. It must have been some kind of night vision tech.
Tony could hear the voice coming from the figures belt and chills went down his spine. It was Tony's voice. This...thing had Gregory's cell phone. And he didn't know why. All Tony knew was that whoever this person was, they weren't Gregory. Not his Gregory at least.
"You're not Gregory!" Tony shouted. "Who are you?!"