Another World, Another Story (FNAF + Creepypasta Crossover) DISCONTINUED

Escaped and Trapped

Chris POV

I peered into the closet, Nightmare Foxy isn't in there, that's good. I flashed my torch into it and went to check the left door. Carefully, I peeked out of my room just to see Nightmare Bonnie running towards me. I slammed the door tightly shut as I feel a tear roll down my cheek. Suppressing the urge to cry, I focused on the silent breathing outside, which eventually disappeared after a while. I slowly opened the door, feeling very much relieved, and silently, just in case...
I looked up to the clock sitting on the shelf -5:00 a.m- .The  ticking noise went by slowly, as if mocking me. I will actually go through all the nights this time, just you wait and see.

I spun around to look behind me, meeting the eyes of two freddles, the third started to appear. I flashed my torch at them, freddles disappearing into the thin air. Phew- that was close. I must be close to finishing right? I checked the time again -5:53 a.m-, almost there. Now time for the right door.

I ran up to the door. I looked out of my room, frightful that something would appear. There was nothing in the hallways, relieved, I flash my torchlight down the hall. Running back to check to closet, I was blessed with the sound I longed to hear. Ding! Ding! Ding!
Finally, I did it! After what felt like years, maybe I would finally be able to leave! That was until I was jumpscared-

I woke up, sitting on my bed, AGAIN! Argh!!! Nightmare Chica just threw her stupid cupcake at me! Now I have to go through the first night again! Thinking back to it, I just realized that I've been through all five nights for who knows how long.

To be honest, I don't mind dying over and over again. What horrifies me is seeing and hearing every bit of trauma from my past life. Forced to remember what I would chose to forget.

At first, I thought that I could throw every bit of my past behind, after Mikey and his 'friends' killed me. At least I know that Mikey was forced to do the prank though. I thought that I could be free, to escape this never ending nightmare that haunts me every second that I was still alive till this day. And so I embraced death.
Death- such a small word for such a big thing.

It was foolish and oblivious of me to think that I could get away this easily.
I had finally reached the second night, again! After so many jumpscares, I'm now on the second night. Plopping onto the not so comfy bed, I realized that I shouldn't be happy or excited. This had happened countless times and I never got anything out of it. I guess it's just the victorious feeling of beating the nightmares made me happy. But there is one thing that keeps on bugging me.
Why do the nightmares attack me?
I mean, there should be a reason for everything, right? Everyone, hell, even animatronics would have a reason for doing something. Like Mikey... his so called friends forced him to do the prank. Perhaps the nightmares have a reason too. Programmed to? Nah, are they even real animatronics? Forced to? Nope, big nope. So what is their reason?

It's not 12:00 am yet, I wonder, how will I escape this hell hole? Ugh! All these just started a week before my birthday... Kinda unfortunate- huh?

It wasn't a very happy day, and I didn't even finish unwrapping all the presents. A pity, it is. That was a whole lot of gifts too... I remember that dad gave me a box full of plushies just a week before my birthday. The exact day that the nightmares began. A coincidence I suppose.

I sat up and looked under the bed. Pulling out a dusty box, I threw the lid across the room. The plushies are there. I never actually looked closely at them since I've no interest in them except Fredbear. I took the black color plush and examined it. It kinda look like Nightmare, strange. As I flipped the plushy, I noticed something on the back of its hat. There was an initial - M.A.

M.A? As in Michael Afton? Why would his initials be there- unless...no... it can't be! I look at the Fredbear plush. It has the exact M.A imprinted on it too... maybe, just maybe, I'd just give them back. Will it work?

I just passed the second night. I can now try out my plan. I pushed the door open and I saw Mikey down the hallway. He still has that Foxy mask on.

I handed the box to him. The moment he saw the plushies, he took of his mask, his eyes teary. It's been so long since he last took off his mask. Tears started to fall out as he reached out for the box.

"Thank you..." he whispered, voice shaking. Suddenly, everything around me began to disappear. The next thing I knew I was standing next to a grave- my grave.
I'm FREE! Just before I could celebrate, a portal appeared out of nowhere. I stared at it, dumbfounded as it took the chance to pull me into it. Oh C'MON!!!