Guilty Pleasure | FNaF

3.

I sat up and groaned. Placing a hand on my forehead, I squinted my eyes and stared into nothing. Just pitch black. Standing up, My eyes adjusted to the dark but it was still hard to see. I looked around with my head was full of questions. Where am I? What is this place?

The unrecognizable walls were white with red and blue stripes in the center that are vertical to the floor. I could barely see my reflection off the shinny, black and white checkerboard flooring. Random pictures covered the walls, looking as though they were almost drawn by children. They were so sloppily drawn, I could not make out what they were supposed to be.

Moving on down the hallway, I began to feel overwhelmed with the sense of worry. The strange, and barely audible, tune I could hear didn't help the problem. The music was that of a music box's and made clicking noises as well. My mind focused on the soft music in the distance and focused on searching for the source. As I slowly walked farther, the sound got louder, and louder, and louder, till the point it was piercing my ears.

I covered my ears and bent down. Even with my ears clamped to my head as hard as they could, the sound was still as loud. My ears rang and I felt as though they would bleed.

"STOP GETTING TO MY HEAD!" I angrily yelled. Still hunched over, I felt eyes on me. My eyes looked up and bolted all around me. They adjusted onto something in the darkness a few feet a way. I stared. I couldn't look away. A tall, dark, slender body with a white face stood before me. Black eye sockets, small, white, glowing pupils, a wide empty grin, red, rounded cheeks, and a thick purple strip down from the eyes, as though they were tears. It had lengthy black and white striped arms and legs and It's fingers were freakishly long.

My mouth slightly opened to let something out, but nothing did. Eyes wide, I kept staring, unable to look away even though I wanted to so badly. It was using me.

Like a puppet.

It's hand slowly raised and outstretched one of its fingers at me and I felt all the weight of the world on my back. I fell to the ground on my hands and knees. A sharp pain erupted in my chest. I grasped my flesh right where my heart was and coughed heavily. Blood began to pour and slide down the corner of my lips. Looking up again once more, the creepy figure looked down upon me before letting out a high pitched shriek and hurdling towards my face.

I inhaled a large breath and let it out, jumping up from my bed. My chest heaved up and down and I was short of breath. My hands came up to my face and I felt my cheeks hot with tears. I gulped and realized that my throat my dry and sore. Coming back to reality, I reminded myself over and over that it was just a dream. I glanced at the clock over on my bedside table. It read 3:06 PM.
After soon claiming myself down, I couldn't get back to sleep after that. That white, emotionless face was imprinted in my mind and everywhere I looked, it was there. In the doorway, in the shadows, next to my bed.

In me.

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Yeahhhhhhhh very short chapter today...

Sorry I just didn't know what else to write and I thought it would just be best for this chapter to just be focused on Vincent's nightmare :p

I will catch up things on next chapter idk. I'm wanting to wait to get into more chapters for the good and important parts, but that would be boring and I wouldn't know what to write. So mostly everything in each chapter will be important :)

Oh yeah, and I also decided to update at least every week or two :3

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-Sydni