Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26989948-20170326222203/@comment-26989948-20170329212742

Terror Digs is confused. How did she even get into his dreams? "Uh, Digs." he says. "Dot, I'd recommend you stay out of my way. This is very important, what we're trying to do."

Terror Fudge takes a defensive stance. Meanwhile, he kept hiding, desperate. Something crawled out underneath the stage: A mutillated, half-yellow, half-black weasel, known as Diggy, but that was long ago.

He now called himself GOLD.

He moves over to the Parts/Service Hallway to see Fredbear. He stays silent.