Trapped

Chapter Three Urgency

 I race over to the cage and hug them through the bars. Their cold skin through the bars felt familiar. Suddenly a shock shoots me five feet back.

"Electric bars... I'm so sorry honey." Mom says softly.

"It's fine, I'm okay." I say.

They seem to have noticed Bryan and Dad starts to shield Mom. Their clothes are ripped and torn. I look between the two and step in front of Bryan.

(Not ours... He's not our Bryan...) I text my dad with a calm demeanor.

"Are you sure? He looks exactly as I viewed myself the first time seeing him. Nodding they take a deep breath.

My mind begins to work overtime and I start looking around the room. A stack of boxes in one corner and a wall of brightly colored buttons next to them. I look to Bryan to see his reaction to my parents. He's frozen in place with either fear or shock.

"Bryan? You good?" I ask snapping him back to reality.

"Huh? Yeah! Sorry just bad memories." Bryan says now looking around.

I nod and go to the boxes. Opening the one at the very top I find a paper labeled: Button five. You go on red but stop on the green. What am I? Smirking I look back at Bryan.

"There 'what am I?' riddles..." I say letting out a small chuckle.

"Really? Does he think I'm that dumb?" Bryan says walking over to me.

"I don't know, but let's find the rest and get them out of here." I say looking in another box.

After five minutes of searching, we find that there are seven riddles and a pencil. Reading them in order, it goes: Button one. I am tall when young and short when I'm old. What am I?

Button two. I help you from head to toe. The more I work the smaller I get. What am I?

Button three. I'm a god, a planet, and used to measure heat. what am I?

Button four. I'm a seed with my name. Take away two and I still sound the same. What am I?

Button five. You go on red but stop on the green. What am I?

Button six. I follow you all the time and copy your every move but, you can't touch me or catch me. What am I?

Button seven. I come from a mine and get surrounded by wood all the time. People use me. What am I?

I smile knowing most of the answers already and look to Bryan whos looking at the colored buttons.

"What's up Bryan?" I ask fiddling with the pencil.

"Still trying to find the correlation between the riddles and buttons..." He sounds thoughtful and I nod.

"Right maybe if we solve them we can figure it out?" I suggest and he nods.

We sit down in front of my parents and start contemplating the answers.

"Okay so button one. 'I'm tall when I'm young and short when I'm old.' I think is a candle." I say as Bryan looks down at the paper.

"Hmm. Yeah, I think your right." Bryan says taking the pencil and writing it down.

"Next one. 'I help you from head to toe. The more I work the smaller I get. What am I?" I look at my parents and dad smiles.

"We appreciate you helping us Bryan. You're different from our Bryan and I hope we can see each other after this." He says in a somber tone.

"Yeah, i-i've heard... And for what it's worth, I'm sorry for that happening." He says matching the tone.

Clearing my throat I get everyone refocused on the task at hand.

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The last one was tricker than the others. We sat there pondering this one for quite a while. I look at the other's faces, them completely baffled but it's one I swear I heard before.

"What if we reworded it?" Mom speaks up. "Like 'people use me all the time, I'm surrounded by wood after leaving the mine?' I don't know if that makes sense though..." He looked to the side.

"Wait that makes perfect sense!" I exclaim. "It's' pencil lead' I had heard it before!" I beam with pride and look at the answers as a whole.

'Candle, soap, mercury, pea, watermelon, shadow, and pencil lead.' I look back at the buttons. The colors are still so vibrant. I take the pencil from Bryan and write the color of each answer next to each on the paper now reading: 'Candle=White, soap=pink, mercury=gray, pea=green, watermelon=red, shadow=black, and pencil lead=gray'

Smiling I input the colors from the answers and an automated female voice spoke.

"Trial two is now complete please say the name of the next person your want in here."

(who should we?) I ask through text.

(Michael? Jon?) he responds.

(Jon... I'm saying, Jon.) I send and he nods. "Jon and Twisted foxy."

"Confirmed, you may now leave." The female voice said.

I turn around and see the cage slowly lifting up. "Bye, mom and dad! I love you!" I say before they completely disappear.

A piece of the wall disappears and we walk through. The walls of the room were muted down baby blue. A large table was in the center with chairs around it. Fewer boxes resided in this one. Springtrap was sitting on the right side and staring at a piece of paper. Molten was pacing on the other end of the table.

"Um hi?" Bryan says catching both of their attention.

"Axel!" He says running over and hugging me. "Bryan, you both are okay. W-who did you have to save?" His eyes are almost saying 'please tell me it's who I think it is.'

"We saved mom and dad." I said almost with a sense of relief. "It was actually kind of cool. What did your guys have to do?"

"Oh thank god." Molten says.

(If you're ever wondering why I do this, its because some people read in the middle of the screen, like me. Have a wonderful day.)