FHS The Untold Story - English version

Chapter 1: Restart

How many days was I asleep?... I feel that my whole body aches as if it had been pounded for a very long time... I didn't want to open my eyes so as not to see where I was at this moment, I only felt a light that bothered me even with my eyes closed.

I don't remember anything that happened before, I didn't even understand anything they said around me... whispering who knows what, it seemed they were talking to me but at the same time they weren't, it was as if I were a ghost.

And so:

-FREDDY!? Doctor, he's waking up! - Is that... m-mom? Was my mom there? But how?

I woke up suddenly... her scream woke me up from the fear of not waking up and I opened my eyes, in total terror and without looking at the room, looking at the ceiling.

Where the fuck was I?

(...)

Not even 15 minutes passed and from what I heard from the doctor, it seemed that I was much better than when I entered the hospital, I didn't know how I got there because I was unconscious; now that I had been discharged at least I felt a little better than when I woke up, but inside I feel as if I had forgotten something, I dunno what it is but it was a suspicion... or something like that.

After dressing up with the clothes my mom brought me, she just signed some papers from the hospital so that I could finally leave as if nothing had happened, I wanted to go back home and at least know what happened before I got there. Mom was the one who drove us back to our house, although it was awkward since even though we were in the same car and we were right next to each other, I didn't know what to say to her at the time... and I felt that she was the same as me.

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-I'm glad you're still here, darling- said finally the adult without taking her eyes off the road but with a warm smile between her teeth:

-Mom, what happened to me? - the brown-haired finally asked a little confused about the moment, he still didn't know much about what happened before being in that whitish room and he was desperate to know what happened to him or what he did to end like this; She only gulped, somehow worried but although wasn't going to show it up to her son... not now:

-it doesn't matter, honey. The most important thing is that you're fine and now safe and sound, I would've died of pain if something happened again as the last time. -

- What are you talking about? - but there was no answer, returning to that uncomfortable silence that flooded what remained of the course back home. Freddy couldn't believe that just like that he would be in a place that wasn't his house, besides, why didn't his mother want to tell him about what happened? What happened the last time to be in the hospital like now? They were many doubts that were tormenting him at that moment and he wanted answers... and maybe, he could have them since as far as he remembered, there was a certain person who knew him more than well and who could tell him about what happened before.

(...)

By the time he arrived home, he entered the living room first leaving the bag containing his clothes on a sofa, letting out a heavy sigh: