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    There was no reason to touch Springtrap's corpse. None. On a technical viewpoint, the body was digital, and without a button prompt to follow, waving his controller over the figure would only succeed in bumping into a piece of furniture. On a moral viewpoint, this was the body of a creature that he hated, and even if that hate was immature and born of his own insecurity, karma was a doe (a female rabbit) and it totally deserved it. On a personal viewpoint, if he thought Springtrap's gaze was that icky he could have just yanked off his headset or "walked" away.
    No physical or emotional or religious response to the dead(?) body should have compelled him over simple common sense that there was no point in mourning dead code (and his potential dead career) when he was now placed with a timecrunch to recreate the damn guy all over again and he just knew it was gonna be so bad that it would recreate any college nostalgia he had to a T.
    But Matt did it anyway. He went to close Springtrap's eyes.
    And from that moment on, he was dead.
    And it was alive.

    Or,

    Crack taken FAR TOO SERIOUSLY and I am sincerely sorry for what will come. First time I've ever written anything like this. Enjoy if you dare.

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