𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧 — 𝐟𝐥𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐡.
“𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞? 𝐢 𝐦𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐥
𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐳𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫, 𝐬𝐨 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧
𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐲 𝐚𝐛𝐲𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞
𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐲 𝐦𝐞.”———————
a foggy atmosphere surrounded you, encasing you and blinding most of your vision. you saw a stage through the fog, three corrupted looking animatronics preforming. a red string held each animatronic by the arms and pulling them into preforming. your eyes slowly traveled up, to where the red strings led, a pair of familiar grey-blue eyes staring into yours.
it was only eyes, just staring through the fog as if they were blinding lights.
you snapped your eyes off the sight and turned around. there were tables, just like in the diner.
two long hallways led seperately forwards. you stole a glance at a smaller stage, with the same red strings holding an animatronic.
you went through the right hallway, footsteps echoing loudly. louder than you expected. almost made your ears ring.
you saw a little room, security doors keeping it closed. there was a small window, you peeked through it, squinting to try and make out whatever was inside.
there was a figure, a large gash in the person's stomach, rotten purple flesh crawling across their skin, dark fluffy hair, and most intriguing, a white bear mask.
your eyes widened in surprise, your heart skipping a beat out of fear. deja vu. shock. horror. you didn't know what it was. and you didn't have long to analize it.
your eyes snapped open, being greeted with the comfort, or perhaps uncomfort of your school desk. you blinked for a bit, trying your best to understand what just happened. yeah, it was a dream.
and for some reason you fell asleep in class. usually you got enough sleep, perhaps last night you might've been having a bit of trouble. maybe something was keeping you up.
either way, your last class was now over, and luckily you escaped without being told on.
you tried your best to keep yourself concentrated on the dream you had, to write it down and maybe tell your friends later.
or maybe you'd keep it to yourself.
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later, you met up with all 4 by the diner and headed on the hill behind it. it was a nice open space to do pretty much whatever you wanted.
YOU ARE READING
𝐌𝐘 𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 | | ᴍɪᴄʜᴀᴇʟ ᴀ.
Fanfiction╰┈➤ ❝ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, ᴀ ɢɪʀʟ ʟɪᴠᴇs ᴛᴡᴏ ʟɪᴠᴇs; ʜᴀɴɢɪɴɢ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs ᴅᴜʀɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʏ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴀᴜᴛᴏᴍᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴘʜᴏɴᴇᴄᴀʟʟs ғᴏʀ ᴀ ᴄᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴ sᴇᴄᴜʀɪᴛʏ ɢᴜᴀʀᴅ ᴅᴜʀɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ. ❞ ˚ ✦ . . ˚ . . ✦ ˚ . ★⋆. ࿐࿔ . ˚ * ✦ . . ...