𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 || 𝐅𝐍𝐀𝐅 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

-Chapter twenty-

TW: attempted murder, swearing, knife usage

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Your day shift had ended, and you were currently driving back to your apartment. You had to re-route, as there were roadworks taking place on your usual route back home. This annoyed you, as you had to take the longer and more boring way home.

You were blasting your favourite song on the radio, stopping at a red light, bobbing your head to the addicting tune.

Something had caught your eye. You looked to your left and out the window.

You saw a building, with the name 'Fredbear's Family Diner' plastered in big letters. The paint on the letters have been scraped off in different places, the glass doors and windows were either cracked or smashed, and no lights were on inside. You figured it was abandoned.

You knew this place. Barely, but you had a slight memory of it. Then, it clicked.

This place was the original. It was built before Freddy's. It was hugely popular, until the incident in 1983.

Everybody knows what happened in 1983.

You only went to Fredbear's maybe two or three times when you were little, but you still had brief memories from there.

Once the light turned green, your turned into the abandoned building's car park, and reversed into a spot. You wanted to explore. You had a few hours to kill till your night shift.

Both of the glass doors were smashed, so you could literally walk in without opening it and have no trouble about the locks on the front. You stepped over a glass shard and entered the building. You squinted through the darkness.

A rat suddenly scurried past your feet, making you gasp in surprise.

Your uniform was equipped with a flashlight on your belt, so you switched it on and scanned your surroundings.

There were long, party dining tables with layers and layers of dust on the surfaces, enough that if you inhaled it would make you choke and die from too much dust in your lungs. The chairs were knocked over, and there was a performing stage that had broken steps and planks, and the stage lights were broken with some wires here and there. The animatronics weren't on the stage.

Looking around gave you mega sense of nostalgia. Being here felt somewhat nice. You were probably 7 or 8 when you came here last. Being here made you relive the small but happy childhood memories that you had here.

The arcades were over there..the prize corner just around there..the stage in front of you. Springbonnie always stood there, while Fredbear stood there.

Fredbear stood there, in that spot, when the incident went down.

A shiver ran down your spine as you thought back to when you saw it headlining on the news. You never saw Fredbear the same.

You weren't actually there when it happened, but just seeing it on the news made your blood run cold.

That poor child.

You wandered around for a bit more. You liked searching abandoned buildings, it was spooky but fun. You liked being spooked anyway. You heard some rustling here and then, but you brushed it off thinking it was just rats.

That's when you came across a segregated door. It was at the very far end of the building. Curious, you strolled over to it, wanting to explore more.

To your disappointment, the door was chained with a lock. You weren't gonna give up that easily though. You took out a bobby pin from your hair and started fiddling with the lock.