Corrupt -FNaF AU

Chapter Twenty Four(?)

Remind me to edit the titles later.

A tiny hand nudging his arm is what woke him up fifteen hours later. Matthew slowly blinked his eyes open, wincing at the bright light in his face. Slowly he sat up, but the pain made him lay back down again. He looked down at the bandaged area, surely covering up the tear in his stomach. In fact, a lot of his body was wrapped up in gauze.

"You've been out for a while." Lewis sat next to him, nibbling on a cookie. "They managed to stitch you up, but you'll need to stay here so that your wounds can be fixed fully."

Matthew shook his head, trying to speak. "C-can't, P-p-pit's gonna b-be w-worried." He doesn't stutter, but right now he did. Moving his jaw felt like trying to move a rusty joint; it was hard to do.

Lewis then went to the bag that was propped in a white chair, then pulled out his phone. "I'll text your dad for you, what do you want to say?"

Matthew coughed, then replied, "Tell him that I'm gonna be okay, that he shouldn't worry."

"Your legs were cut off, your arms were cut off, your nose was cut off, your tongue was cut off. Got it." Lewis typed it.

"Don't send that!"

"Sent." Lewis pressed a button on the phone.

Matthew reached out a hand and smacked him. Then he took the phone from him and read all his messages.

From Pit: Matthew, where are you?

Matthew?

MATTHEW!

Come home NOW!

Mattie?

Kiddo?

...Mattie?

From the quadruplets:

Matt?

Mattie?

Come on, this ain't funny

Please answer!

Why aren't you responding?

Please, Matt!

We miss you!

From Vincent:

You're scaring us, Matt, you're scaring me. First it was the hands, then it was the hiding, now you've vanished. What's going on, Matt?

Surprisingly, Lewis didn't send the "his legs were cut off" message to Pit; the message only said

I'm ok, Pit. Don't worry, I'm fine.

He replied to his other siblings with a similar message, then watched as the replies rolled in.

Kiddo, you scared me so much! Where were you?

MATT!! I'm so gonna hit you when you get home! We all will, dumbass! IDK man, that's kinda communist

Matt, you crazy son of a bitch, where are you?

I'm in the hospital, he said in the group chat all of them were in.

Will: BITCH HOW???

I'm fine, just a few cuts, nothing too bad.

Flay: A few cuts don't equal hospital, explain yourself

I don't need to, I'm in the hospital and that's that.

Annoyed, he gave Lewis his phone and looked at the table that had food on it.

Water. That sounded so good to him now.

In his slightly delirious state, his attempt to reach for the water made him dip his fingers in the liquid. But the pain that flared up in his fingers made him think he dipped his fingers in lava. He bit down on his other hand to stop himself from screaming as he slowly removed his fingers from the water. Just like in the fight with that corrupted multi handed creature, his fingers were black sludge with a slight magenta tint, slowly dripping over the rest of his hand.

Lick it off. He lapped at the sludge, tasting nothing when he licked the liquid. Slowly it started to taste like felt, and when he pulled his hand back, the sludge turned back.

Great. Now he can't touch water.

Finally he texted his family, Come to the hospital.