2071 Continued

Somehow, through sheer force of will, Liko remained. She had survived, and Mira would have to find a new way of finishing off her mother. Luckily, the solution presented itself later that year, from another victim that had been left in Liko's wake.

Spriggy as a brand had been closed for years. Liko had been stuck in a suit behind a sealed wall. The only person who legally could bring the franchise back was Roy, but he had largely pulled out of the franchise around the time of Liko's disappearance.

Something was up. Surely, this had to be some kind of a trick, right?

Mira, doing what she did best, applied for a franchise and immediately got the job. There was just one thing out of the ordinary.

No employee contract she had ever signed required her to keep a special lookout for independently moving animatronics outside the restaurant. Now she knew something was up here.

Roy was luring them all back. Rather than trying to go to them like Mira had done for years, Roy was doing the opposite. He was putting them all under the same roof. He was finishing them off for good. Mira knew this wasn't meant to be a restaurant. It was meant to be a prison, a containment vessel, a locked box meant to trap them all in so they could finally end the madness.

It took a few nights, but eventually, everyone was there. Liko, the Banette animatronic, the robot spaghetti that once violated Mira's body, and Isabella now hopelessly devoted to serve the woman that had once gotten her killed.

It was time.

Mira had been instructed to seal the doors and leave, but as she locked everything down, she didn't move on. If this was truly meant to be the end, if the spirits needed to be washed away, she needed to be a part of that.

And with that, it was all over. Liko's legacy died with all of them trapped inside of a literal box.

As the flames danced around the office, Mira, for the first time in years, was happy.