An Eternity With You

Chapter 4

I followed the blood trail until it led me into an alleyway. Then I realized... The blood further down in the alleyway wasn't dry anymore. It was fresh blood. I kept following it deeper into the alleyway until it led to different interconnected alleyways. I couldn't find any other blood trails...

What do I do now? I should call the police... I took my phone out and started to dial 911. As the phone was ringing I heard something shuffle from behind me and the feeling of another remnant presence. In a swift motion, I ducked and heard an object being swung from the side.
I got back up and turned around to see...

Father holding a pipe wrench. "Mikey~" He cooed my name as he lowered the wrench. I started to back away; taking a few cautionary steps. He rushed towards me, dropping the wrench to the floor and picked me up by my shirt collar. I was now dangling in his grip a foot above the floor. My phone was lying on the ground out of my reach.

I grabbed his hand, trying to push myself away and get out of his grip. "I love the fear in your eyes~" He said in a playful tone. "Let me go!" I said, struggling in his grip. He was only holding me up with one hand, so why was it so difficult to get out!? He chuckled at my attempts to escape. "Aw Mikey~ You're so adorable when you try to be brave." He said in an amused tone.

"Hello this is 911, what is your emergency?" A woman's voice emitted from my phone. I glanced over to the phone hopefully. I don't think he knew that that was a phone. Father walked over to the phone while still holding me in the air. He can't hang up the call since he doesn't have human fingers to do so.

He picked the phone up with his free hand and spoke. "I'm sorry, I dialed the wrong number." He said clearly into the phone while maintaining eye contact with me. Oh no... I'm in big trouble. "It's alright sir. Just be careful next time." The woman spoke again and hung up on the call.

"I guess you won't be needing this anymore." He said as he tossed my phone away; making it hit a wall and fall onto the floor with a cracked screen. "That costs a lot of money you know." I say bluntly. "Isn't that the least of your concerns?" He says in the same tone as me.

"No, not really." I said as I glanced at my now broken phone. "And why is that?" He asked, annoyed. "No particular reason." I said with a smile at the end of my sentence. He had an angered expression on his face. "Are you trying to mess with me?" He said in an annoyed tone. "Is it working?" I say sarcastically.

"No." He replied blankly. I rolled my eyes and glanced away. "Anyway, enough chit chat." He says in a playful tone. With a sudden movement, I was backed up on a wall and set down on the floor. "This won't hurt a bit~" He said maliciously as he pulled a syringe out of nowhere.

He used one hand to drive the syringe deep into the side of my throat and the other hand to cover my mouth so I couldn't scream. I tried to push the syringe off from my neck but it was no use. He was was stronger than me. Especially in an animatronic suit. I felt my blood being drawn into the empty tube and that was when the pain kicked in.

It felt like I was being stabbed constantly in the spot the syringe is at. I looked at the syringe and saw that it wasn't filled with blood. It was filled with my remnant. I was beginning to feel weak and it was becoming harder to keep my eyes open. Soon enough, I was barely even able to stand up on my own.

Is he going to kill me by taking out all of the remnant from my body? Is this how I die...? He finally took the syringe out of my neck. He then let go of me and I fell to the floor on all fours. My breathing was very slow and my vision was going blurry. I can't die like this... I still haven't found Henry. "H- Henry..." Was all I managed to get out.

"Don't worry. I'll take you to see him." Father said, as he threw me over his shoulder and started walking. "Monster..." I mumbled loud enough for him to hear. He chuckled at the name. "Just like you Mikey." He said in a soft tone. "No..." I said a little louder. He let out a mechanical laugh.

"They always deny it at first." He said in a gleeful tone. "But trust me..." He began to say. "You'll end up just like me~" No. I will never be a murderer. I would never kill innocent children. "I refuse..." I mumbled. "Once a murderer, always a murderer." He stated happily. "I'm not a murderer." I stated as best as I could.

"Then who killed his little brother?" He asked. "It was... your animatronic..." I said, trying to stay awake. "I wasn't the one that put his head in Fredbear's jaw, was I?" He questioned. "But hey, at least you gave Fredbear a free meal." He says gleefully. "Now that's what I call fine dining." He says as he laughs to himself.

"You're sick." I say. "Oh I know that." He replied. "Tell me something I don't know~" He said. "When I wake up... you'll be sorry." I state. "Oh no, I'm soooo scared." He said in a sarcastic tone. Mark my words. You will play for what you did.