It was really dark and cold, I nestled under a blanket of pine needles, it got a bit prickly, but it was safe. I covered my cuts up in leaves, to protect the cuts. I have never felt so alone in my entire life. Death had seemed to enter my body. I'm scared, afraid. I have no one to talk to.
My uncle started his night shift. I could hear him shout "Oh holy Jesus! Where's Bonnie?". Bonnie? Isn't that the rabbit that tried to attack me yesterday? Oh holy Jesus from me aswell. Is he out here? I shifted under the tree more, to try and keep hidden. I looked around, a man in a purple coat walked around the building.
My breath was muffled, but if you listened carefully you can hear it still. In the silence, my breathing was more than obvious. His head turned in my direction. I thought I was going to get captured. The purple guy called out "Hello?" I couldn't move, my butt was glued to the muddy floor. I didn't want to move anyway. My heart raced, I might as well have a neon sign saying "I'M HERE! COME GET ME" above my head. My breathing became faster and louder. I have never had an adrenaline rush like this before.
I spied the man through the tree. It's a short tree, but it offered so much protection. I saw the bloke pull out a remote. He pressed 2 or 3 buttons on it. Suddenly, a giant duck clank out through the kitchen window. "Ah, I was after GF but Chica will do instead." I heard the purple guy whisper to himself. Chica? As in Chica, that duck over there? Uh oh. He must control them, he sent one over to me yesterday. B..b..ut if this is Chica, who is GF? "Chica. Search and destroy." He spoke into his remote.
I felt like screaming, but I couldn't. I'll end up being a Freddy's Big Burger for all the kids to enjoy. Chica tipped over bins, and found a mouse, which 'she' picked up, and sliced up with a sharp bit of metal which 'she' pulled out of her neck. I felt sorry for that poor little mouse, but if she did that to the innocent rodent, what would she do to me?
I didn't dare move, I just slowly observed and scribbled in my notebook. I was getting tired, hopefully I will survive for tommorrow.
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The Visit To Freddy's
УжасыOne night, Phillip enters the pizzeria we all know. Freddy Fazebear's. He never returns, but we find this journal, on his views. A mystery is to be discovered... What is this place really?
