Trapped in Night 1

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* Reid's POV *


"Wow, that was a strange nightmare!" I think to myself as I rub my tired eyes. "Getting sucked into a laptop, like THAT would ever happen!" I chuckle as I open my eyes. My heart sinks when I realize I'm not in my room.


I look around and almost have a heart attack. I'm still playing the game. But this time, I'm in the game!


When my eyes focus on the black and white checkered walls I can't help but almost cry. I have NO IDEA WHERE I AM. Well I do, but I have no idea HOW!


"How the hell?" I say aloud.


I'm sitting in a chair in the middle of the room. There is the video feed sitting on the floor next to the swivel chair I'm in. I look around and everything is exactly like the game. I try to get up but I can't. The chair is like glued to the floor; I can't even move it an inch.


"Son of a..."I start to yell. The phone cuts my curse words off, scaring the daylights out of me.


"UGGGHHHH what is going on?!?" I scream into the air. Then the scratchy, high-pitched voice cuts in and I know I'm screwed.


"Hello, hello? Uh, I wanted to record a message for you to help you get settled in on your first night."


"Oh crap...." I whisper. "No, this is a dream, a terrible terrible dream from playing that game all night!" I tell myself. "This isn't real!"


"Are you sure about that Reid??" a sinister voice says from my left. I gasp and slowly look to my left. I scream when magenta eyes meet mine.


The figure reaches in and turns on the light button. The hallway light flickers to life and my heart stops when I see the face of the magenta eyes.


"Y-y-you're B-Bonnie!" I stutter fearfully. The purple bunny smiles to reveal shimmering white teeth.


"You're not all dumb there Reid." he sarcastically says to me. I try to get up but I can't. I look around and struggle as I try to move and run away from him and this nightmare.


"That's no use; you're stuck here until you beat our game...." Bonnie whispers.


"I already beat your damn game!" I scream. Bonnie's face turns sinister again.


"No you didn't. You have to play our game like all the nightguards do......" he says in an eerily happy, yet sinister way.


"How do you know my name?' I ask. I try to talk with confidence, but my voice ends up breaking mid-way.


"We saw you playing the game, only you weren't here with us! We just had to change that..." he says, and with that he shuts off the hall light and lurks back into the shadows.


I look around the office, searching for a way out of this nightmare. I'm in denial that I'm stuck in this hell hole. The clock on the desk shows 1AM. According to what the Phone Guy said before I had a heart attack from Bonnie, it's only the first night.


Bonnie must have cut off Phone Guy's call, for he isn't speaking at all.


"O-okay then...I can handle this..." I whisper to myself. With shaky hands I reach down for the video feed. I put it onto my lap and flip through it. Since it's only 1AM not much has changed.


Bonnie is bouncing from the Dining Room into the Backstage. Chica and Freddy are on the stage still, and Foxy is hidden away behind his curtain. I sigh and try to get a grip on things.


"So, this isn't a dream? Oh no, what am I going to do?" I ask myself. "This can't truly be happening...... I mean, I died SO many times trying to beat this game, but I don't have that anymore! I can't beat this in one try!"


I try not to cry as I sit there in silence in the stuffy room, surrounded by demons trying to kill me.


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At last it's 6AM. The clock buzzes, but this time the screen doesn't go black and there are no little kids cheering. I truly am in the game.


I sigh once it's completed, relieved that maybe now I'm safe. "That is, until tonight...." I think to myself.


When the animatronics stop clanking around I feel safer. I set the video feed back down onto the floor and look around. Everything is so silent and eerie, and I don't like it.


I try to stand up again but it's no use. I'm bound here in this chair, and worse yet, the chair is stuck in this one spot to the floor. I sigh when I realize that I'm trapped here until I either beat the game or find a way out.


After h ours of sitting in this chair I am sore. But I feel something strange as I am sitting here and feeling everything. I reach into my pajama's pocket to find my phone!


"Oh yesss!" I say happily. I unlock it, but just as I suspected it has no service. But oddly enough, the date on my phone's changed despite the lack of service. It has the month and the day, but no year...


"Wow, even when I am stuck in the game my phone won't give away any secrets of the game..." I mutter. I look through my phone at old pictures of Kimberly, Neil and I on stage or posing together. Basically just any pictures of us that are happy or good... I sigh unhappily just thinking about it.


"I wish we could have that again, but they truly hate me...." I put my head in my hands and concentrate on not crying. "I can't believe they said they hate me and could replace me!" I cry as I relive their horrible words they said to me.


I sniffle and wipe my eyes. I lock my phone and place it back in my pocket. I pull my knees up to my chin and try to get some sleep. It doesn't come without nightmares however, mostly of Bonnie's magenta eyes.


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