Fazbear Fan Frights #4 - Toy Shop

Stitchwraith

Five Nights at Freddy's! Stitchwraith!

Jake sat atop a bus that had been parked on the side of the road. He had been wandering, looking for what might help him, what might tell him what to do next. Jake couldn't feel the surrounding air, but he felt chills go up and down his entire being. He was thinking about her. The face of the girl animatronic he met while he was watching the fight between man and misery.

Jake heard footsteps coming closer, the driver must be back. Jake hopped off the roof of the bus and ran out of sight. It was the dead of night and they were pretty much in the middle of nowhere. Jake watched as his ride drove off into the misty night.

"What am I to do?" He thought to himself. He felt so alone now. His friend was gone, and although that friend kept a large amount of negative energy with him; he was still all Jake had.

Jake walked along the side of the road in the same direction the bus had gone. He figured if he went the same way the bus did, he would find a town eventually. Crows cawed from the tree tops. Jake wondered if they were looking at him. Even he had to admit, he would run away from what he was.

Step by step, Jake made his way down the empty road. As he kept walking, he started to feel a drawing energy. Something that made him want to follow it to the source. Jake was confused, he'd felt energy before; but this was a new type of energy. One that felt like it was coming from something else.

Jake decided to follow the strange energy he was feeling. Maybe it was leading him to his next task. As he got closer, the energy grew. The more it grew, Jake realized the energy was coming from multiple. Jake had only ever felt something like this when he was at the distribution center.

Climbing over a small hill, Jake saw what he wasn't expecting. Or maybe it was what he was expecting, he couldn't tell. The mist lifted just enough to reveal the entirety of a graveyard.

A flood of emotions came over Jake, he could remember a time when he went to a graveyard. What he was there for was slightly blurry, but he could see the tombstones around him and shapes of what were other people visiting.

Jake spotted someone standing near a grave. The man was slightly taller than Jake was at his normal highet. Why was a man at a graveyard in the dead of night? Jake could see the trees swaying wildly around them. Clearly, it was a cold one.

Jake knew that the man would likely run away the second he saw him, but Jake felt that he needed to make sure the man was okay. Jake slowly stepped toward the man. It was almost hard to see him in the mist.

Jake stepped and broke a twig below him, but the man surprisingly didn't move. Maybe he hadn't heard him? There wasn't any other noise going on other than the wind and crows in the background. Jake stepped closer.

Jake was now only a foot behind the man, and still he didn't move or turn around. Jake tapped the man on the shoulder, he didn't budge. Jake put his hand on the man's shoulder, he didn't react. Jake was creeped out, anyone would turn to see what was grabbing them out of nowhere.

Jake stepped in front of the man, his face was pale. But it was too pale for the man to seem alive. Jake shook the man, but again he didn't react. He just stood there looking down at the headstone he stood perfectly in front of.

Jake was about to try again when he felt the energy from before pull him in another direction. He followed it and found himself at another headstone with another man standing in front of it. This one seemed just as pale as the last. Now, the energy was pulling him in all directions. And in all those directions, stood statue like people staring down at different graves. None of them moved, none of them looked up at Jake when he went by them.

Jake was now very confused and scared. He wanted to help all these people, but he couldn't if he didn't know how to. He felt so powerless now. Like someone had taken away his super power to heal others.

As dawn began to break on the horizon, the birds had stopped chirping for the time being. The wind had also started to settle down. Jake could hear the collective mumbling of people saying something. Was it singing?

Jake looked back at the dozens of people standing at the graves, he couldn't tell before in the dark; but now that light was starting to come down he could see, he could see all of their mouths. All in unison, the mouths of the dozens of people were singing something together. Jake could now see everything. He could see how sad they all looked. How dead they all looked. How they all started to disappear as the light started shining down on the graveyard.

In the blink of an eye, everyone was gone. Jake was gobsmacked. The energy he had felt before had vanished along with the people. Everything Jake had felt and seen only moments ago was gone. As he tried to make sense of what he had witnessed, he could hear the collective singing of the people. The song they were singing sounded like it was supposed to be cheerful and happy, but it didn't match any of the people's moods before. That wasn't it though, the singing had been familiar. Had he heard it from somewhere before? Jake couldn't tell. He could only walk off into the horizon as the sun fully revealed itself to the new day. End.