The young lady stood at the pizzeria entrance party bag in hand. Her slender hourglass figure was complimented by her flowing yellow flower dress, as if she had taken spring itself and woven it into an outfit. Her long black hair flowed down to her shoulders and her petite face radiated nothing but innocence and kindness.
"Micky."
She called in her calming voice.
"Play nicely with the other children please."
She watched as her son hugged Fredbear's leg and smiled softly. He never was good at talking to other children, so her mother thought she'd take him to a small family diner for his sixth birthday.
After a while she got bored of standing and sat down to order some pizza for her son, while doing so she took her eyes off her son and didn't notice the man walking up to him, he wore a Fredbear suit, but this time yellow and with a blue hat and tie. She turned back but it was too late. She just caught a glimse of her son entering staff only and her happy face became a worried one.
"Micky!"
She called, as she jumped up from the table and hurried across the diner, not caring if she bumped into tables and chairs along the way, much to the dismay of the other patrons. The young lady saw who was leading her son now and called out to the man in the suit. "Excuse me! Where are you going?" She called a little louder this time. But still neither her son or the man in the suit replied.
Suddenly they both took a left down an identical tiled hallway and to the lady's concern out of sight. She started to run but tripped in her heels and landed on the floor with a thump. She threw her heels off and sprinted round the corner only to find a room. She tiptoed in to it and saw a large room with costumes hanging all along the walls of the iconic characters. The only costume she cared about however, was the yellow Fredbear in the middle of the room, with her son.
"Micky!" She called calmly.
"Come to mommy please." Her son and the man turned simultaneously and Micky slowly started walking towards her open arms. Suddenly, the man in the suit pulled out a long knife and grabbed the boy by the collar. He squirmed and kicked but to no avail, the man threw him to the ground and plunged the knife into his chest. His mother let out and earsplitting cry and put her hands to her face. When she looked again she saw the now blood stained suit coming towards her, knife raised. He pushed his whole body against hers and pressed her against the wall. He pulled the suit off and removed the head, to reveal to be a man in his early twenties with gelled up brown hair and a muscular frame.
The young lady knew this was the end, he was too storng and could easily overpower her. Her put one muscular arm either side of her and smiled hungrily before unzipping his flyer. The young lady's eyes widened, he wasn't going to murder her, yet. Oh no, he was going to do something far worse, she'd never be reunited with her son.
She felt something hard touch her shoulder, a fire alarm! In a moment of panic she smashed the glass with the large bangle on her wrist and a wailing siren could be heard throughout the pizzeria. Sprinklers activated and covered them both in water. She kneed her assailant in the crotch and ran as he rolled around on the floor in pain. She hurried down the now soaking corridors and managed to get out into the car park where everyone was assembled. Everyone but her son. The young lady was glad she was soaking because the tears didn't make much difference.
Present day.
The lady stood in the pizzeria and stared at the toy animatronics, a single tear dropped down her now pale face as she played with the heart shaped locket around her neck. She clicked it open softly and looked down at the picture of her and her son. She heard a voice.
"Eva"
"Yes?"
The young lady replied.
