"Let me in, please! Let me in! I-I-I h-have to see him, please!" Michael shouted at the nurse who was keeping him out of Evan's hospital room. A few minutes ago, Michael had gone to the bathroom to splash water on his face after he was done crying. But when he came back to see Evan again, one of the doctors and a few nurses rushed into the room before Michael could step foot in it. Now he wasn't allowed inside.
After what felt like hours of begging later, the doctor and nurses exited the room. The nurse holding him back allowed him to go inside, but only after the doctor told him, "He's gone."
"What? No, no, he..." he mumbled to himself, rushing inside the room.
The doctor was right.
Evan was gone.
He was dead.
Michael gently grabbed Evan's cold hand and held it to his chest, biting back a sob. His brother was gone. Gone forever. He couldn't believe it. Just minutes ago, he was talking to him. Having a conversation. And now he would never get to hear his brother's voice again.
"Um... Excuse me, Sir?" a nurse said politely, gently tapping Michael's shoulder to get his attention. When he turned to look at her, she held out Fredbear to him and asked, "Would you like this? It was in his arms when you died, so I figured that you would want it."
He nodded slightly, sniffling. He carefully took Fredbear from her, mumbling a quiet thank you as he hugged the plush close to him.
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The Fall of the Aftons
FanfictionDisclaimer: This story is an AU, or an alternate universe! Not all of this will go along with the canon lore of FNaF. The Five Nights at Freddy's franchise is owned by Scott Cawthon. I do not own it. Most of the characters featured in this book are...
