Some place happy?

Alive?

Notes:

Michael wakes up in a strange place. After doing some investigation he finds out a startling truth.

Spoilers for Fnaf Help Wanted, and possibly Security Breach.

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Michael's POV:

      Coughing, I open my eyes. I'm in some sort of park. What happened?! The last thing I remember is the fire! I'm not supposed to be alive! This was all meant to end once and for all. No more me and more Freddys! After getting scooped the remnants injected won't allow me to die anyway beside fire! Even if that didn't work it still doesn't explain why I am here.

      Despite my initial shock my eyes widen as I catch a glimpse of my hands. Instead of the rotting zombie-like hands that I still never got used to, my hands are normal! That's not the only weird thing. I also notice that I am shorter than usual.

      WAIT!

      I rush over to the pond and I jump back once I see my reflection. Staring back at me is a face I haven't seen in a long time. A face I have grown to hate with all my heart.

      I'm.... fifteen again!!! How can this be? In all fairness I have already witnessed things unnatural already. Ghost, remnant, living even though your body is completely rotting.... A freak. Maybe this has something to do with remnant. Someone could have injected me with a modified version that healed my body and returned me to this age. But that still doesn't explain why I am here.

      Dammit! This wasn't supposed to happen! I wanted to die there; it was destiny! I don't want to go on! Now that Henry is gone along with Elizabeth, I have no one left. I hit a tree with all my might despite the pain that surged through my body.

      I sigh rubbing my hand. I have to get out of here and find out what happened. First thing I need to do is to find out if our plan worked. I need to make sure he didn't escape, and that all the kids are free.

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Emily's POV:

      Ever since we have taken Evan home from the hospital, he seems different. He seems more nervous, and I can tell something is bothering him. It's like when we first welcomed him into our family. I tried talking to him about it, but he just told me that everything is fine. I don't know what upset him, but when the time is right mom and dad will probably ask what happened.

      Right now, I am in my room painting to take my mind off of things. Painting has been a hobby of mine ever since I was little. I have been taking classes for a while now and I have greatly improved. Right now, I am painting a picture of our neighborhood. I'm just putting the finishing touches on one of the houses. Suddenly my hand freezes as my eyes widen.

      There is breathing on the back of my neck.

      I turn around as I prepare to face whatever is behind me. But my fear becomes confused as there is nothing behind me. What....but I know I felt something! I just don't get it; the breathing didn't feel human. It was just too vicious. Ok, maybe I'm just nervous. I know that I am worried about Evan and maybe I am not getting enough sleep that's got to be it.

      I try to focus on painting, but I just can't get what happened out of my head. My handshakes as I have to repaint a few sections I messed up due to my nervousness. It wouldn't be really realistic to have a smudge of red on the blue sky, would it. As I finish up the painting, I set my paint brush down and sit down on my bed. I just got to relax now; everything is fine.

      As I begin to close my eyes, I notice something standing near my door. I can only see it out of the corner of my eye but what I can see terrifies me to my core. The skin on it looks metallic and pitch black. On top of its head is a yellow hat. Its red eyes are staring at me.... as if I am prey!!!