I scurried backward onto the bed and watched in horror as it followed, mouth opening wide ready to devour me whole.
I couldn't watch any longer and fainted.
I shot up in bed, drenched in a terrible cold sweat. Would it be the same when I got back? I sighed and changed the sheets, soon hopping in the shower since I definitely need one. A long hot shower, perfect for sorting out one's thoughts and relaxing tension in the body's muscles.
Haaaa, oh yeah. That's the stuff. The steaming water cascading down my back is exactly what I needed.
Ok, let's think about this. After grabbing Goldie I was suddenly given these lucid nightmares, does it have something to do with witnessing that boy get chompped on? His brother didn't want the plush when I mentioned it, is it really that ominous?
During these nightmares the animatronics keep saying I'm not Him. Could it be related to Michael Afton wanting nothing to do this the doll? Was this supposed to be a purgatory for the poor broken kid? There are so many levels to this... and what about the Black Fredbear like animatronic? Hmm.
I don't think I can't get answers from Goldie right now, he wasn't there last night so it might be a while.
My train of thought was cut off by the sound of the bathroom sink faucets turning.
Who is in my bathroom?!
"WAAYAAH!" I screeched as cold water hit my back. Good thing I shampooed and washed my body while thinking about the situation I'm in. I turned the shower off and quickly peeked out from the curtain to see no one, they must've left the room.
I quickly dried up and got dressed, turning off the faucet and checking every corner of the house turning up empty handed. This house isn't haunted, well... shouldn't. Freaky.
After two nights with no sleep I finally found a job at Henry's restaurant, taking care of making sure the Mediocre Melodies are clean before opening. I instantly knocked out when I finally let my head hit the pillow. Time to see what tonight has in store for me.
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You Shouldn't Have Grabbed Him
Fanfiction"He's here, he's there, he's everywhere. Who you gonna call? Psychic friend Fredbear." What if William Afton didn't retrieve his son's favourite Fredbear plush in time? Nightmare x Reader As gender flexible as I can remember when writing 🤣 St...
