Fnaf DarkSide: Beyond the Neon

Chapter 13: Beyond The Neon

Monday, July 16th 1986

11:00pm

Donnie slowly awoke. His head still had felt heavy and his throat was drier than it had ever been before. "W- what happened? Where the hell am I?" Donnie sat up slowly and looked around. To Donnie's surprise and confusion he was no longer in the maintenance room but rather a gray smoothstone room with a visibly cracking wall and floor. The walls were adorned with posters of Baby, crayon drawings on the walls, tons of balloons, shiny plastic stars hanging from the ceiling, wrapped candy and lollipops all over the floor, and most notably, a torn and faded happy birthday banner hanging from the ceiling. Donnie rubbed the back of his head and then caught a whiff of a foul smell. The smell hung in the air and was sharp and heavy. A vile mix between sulfur, mildew, and rot. And as Donnie's eyes made their way across the room, he found the source of the smell.

Against the wall was a horrible sight beyond anything he could have ever imagined. Against the wall was the body of a teenage boy leaned up against it, his eyes completely gouged out and replaced with peppermints. Next to him was the body of a teenage girl with her head leaned on the boy's shoulder. Her mouth horrifically stretched due to it being stuffed full of candy and lollipops. Donnie gagged and scrambled backwards. He tried to fight the feeling in his stomach but wretched and vomited all over the floor. He coughed and wheezed, his eyes full of tears. Donnie shook his head in disbelief and frantically crawled backwards across the floor until he was against the wall. Donnie covered his mouth and began to cry at the horrible sight. He closed his eyes to try and make it go away, to make the image of the teens stop. But it wouldn't stop. Donnie began to shake, slowly shutting down from the terror of the sight. "No..no..what's going on?" Donnie squeaked out. "Wha-why? Who would?" His voice cracked as his words struggled to leave his quivering lips. He slowly turned his head to peek again at the bodies but began to dry heave at the grisly sight of them. This time however, Donnie was able to shakily get his bearings and stop himself. He took deep breaths in and out and slowly stood up against the wall keeping his eyes trained on the floor the whole time. Donnie against every thought and warning his brain was giving him, began to slowly approach the bodies.

As he got closer the smell got stronger. It burrowed its way into his nose like a rat seeking shelter and stung his eyes. The smell wasn't the only thing he noticed as he got closer. He began to see and hear flies buzzing around the corpses. Slowly lifting his eyes and pinching his nose, he now stood before the bodies. All around Donnie flies buzzed and bumped against his skin as they infinitely flew in circles around the corpses. Using all the strength he could muster, Donnie looked at the bodies. Upon a closer second inspection Donnie noticed something laying at the feet of the two near the pocket of the boy. Kneeling down slowly, Donnie picked it up. It was a small line of photos like the ones you'd get from a photo booth in a mall. The photos depicted the boy and the girl smiling and laughing together and eventually farther down the line of photos, kissing. Donnie dropped the photos in pure horror at the revelation of just what these two teens were to each other. Even though Donnie was terrified beyond reason at the fate that could await him, the sight of the couple and their fate gave him a new motivation to get out of wherever he was. Turning away from the bodies he found what appeared to be a large rusty metal door with a slot near the top of it. Strangely the door was left slightly open. Donnie reasoned that whoever or whatever had put him here had left for the time being. If the door was left half open like that, they would most likely be returning soon. Donnie didn't want to wait and find out. He made his way to the door and squeezed his way through, trying not to change the position of the door too much as he left.

Donnie found himself out in a dark hallway. The floor was the same checker pattern as the one found at Baby's but was far more faded and even cracked. The walls were a gray cracking smoothstone like the room he had been in but seemed to be far more stained. The smell of sulfur, oil, and that same rot smell was present in the halls. The temperature also was far more warm and humid out in the halls than it had been in the room. The humidity in combination with the smell was beginning to make Donnie sick again so he moved as quickly as he could hoping to get away from the smell somehow. As he walked Donnie looked along the hall and saw many more of the metal doors like the one that had been in the room. All of them were closed and seemed to be locked by a latch on the outside. Donnie continued slowly forward down the dingy and horrid hall. Eventually he reached an intersection of halls that stretched ahead and to the side of him that went on for what seemed like miles. Donnie was sure that they couldn't go down that far but at this point he didn't care. If his horror knowledge had taught him anything, it was that he needed to get far away from that door before whatever put him there came back. Suddenly, the quiet atmosphere was broken when Donnie heard what sounded like footsteps in the distance. The footsteps were odd yet methodical, for every one step the sound of three clicking taps against the floor followed. The steps began to get closer as the tapping pattern began to get louder. Donnie began to back away as he looked around frantically looking for the direction that the sound was coming from. As he backed up a cold pale hand shot out and grabbed Donnie, pulling him behind the wall of the front hall. Donnie desperately struggled but the hand made its way over Donnie's mouth in order to muffle it. Looking up Donnie was surprised and horrified to see the smiling face of Babystaring back down at him. Donnie writhed and wiggled desperately trying to shake himself free from the grasp of the robot. But she oddly didn't hurt him or try to drag him somewhere. She raised her free finger to her painted lips and then pointed to the spot right outside the wall they were hiding behind. Donnie screamed into her hand but suddenly hushed himself after hearing the footsteps and three taps stop right at the end of the front hall to the right of them. Donnie heard what sounded like a clicking sound followed by a slow whirring. The sounds quickly ceased and the footsteps began to go back the other way, getting more distant as they sounded. After a minute or so, silence fell back over the two and Baby released Donnie. The boy immediately tried to run but Baby grabbed the back of Donnie's shirt completely stopping him in his tracks. "Let me go, you robot freak!" Donnie yelled. Baby slowly pulled him closer and then put her hands on Donnie's shoulders. "I sure have some explaining to do huh?" Donnie scowled and from between gritted teeth growled out a response. "Enough games, enough bullshit. Tell me what the fuck is going on."