Dark memories- Mike Schmidt¹

♡5th night♡

Elizabeth pov

My flashlight trembled in my hands as I flashed it at the mysterious door. I again put my hand on the handle but this time I turn it. The door makes a creeking noise. I take small steps inside. It was dark. Really dark, I couldn't even see anything. I raise my flashlight in front of me and a big box appears in front of me. I look around the room for something to open it with. A broom. Great. 

I take the broom and push the corners of it and it opens. I approach it and something comes out of it. I fall on the floor. Making a big thud. I prepare myself for something to attack me but it never comes. I open my eyes to find a big doll staring at me. 

Some slim animatronic with some kind of white face that looked like a mask and purple tears coming out of his black eyes. It had his black mouth wide open and she had rosy cheeks and some kind of lipstick I think on it's mouth. The body was all black exept for the three white buttons on it's chest and the white strands on it's arms. They were looking straight in my eyes blankly making me shiver slightly.

"I feel like I know you from somewhere but I can't recall where. Maybe it's from a memory maybe not." I hear a childish voice come out of the strange doll. I get up and wipe the dirt off my jeans.

"Puppet, that's your name right?"

"Indeed."

"Does the name Charlotte ring something for you? Or perhaps Charlie?" I asked walking closer to the puppet who seemed surprised by the name I just said. So she really is Charlotte uh? But it seems like she doesn't remember a lot.

"I think it's one of the names I had. I had a lot of names. Some call me the first victim."

She stays silent for a bit. As if she was trying to remember something far away. I reach in my pockets and take out a small photograph of two kids on two swings holding their hands together. One had feiry red hair while the other was a brunette. I put in front of her and she uses her slim fingers to take it from my hands. Her eyes roam on the picture before she points to the red head.

"Ginger friend."

"It's me Charlie. It's me Elizabeth." She stares slowly at the picture then at me and she seemed to realise I was the red headed girl on the photo.

"Liiii-zzyyy? "

I nod. She looked excited but then she looked at her body and her gaze sadened. I approach the box and hug tightly her side. We stay like that for a few minutes when the noisy thuds of an animatronic's feet hitting the floor echoed the building. As well as the yells of a man. My eyes widen recognising Mike's voice. 

The yells stop and I hear a loud boom. I apologise quickly to Charlie before running where I heard the yells. The door was opened. I look outside and I see Vanessa looking at Mike shocked. I walk up to her.

"Do you know what happened to him?" Vanessa says anxiously pointing at Mike.

"I don't know I was with Puppet. Then I heard screams and saw him like that. We need to stop his blood loss. Let's carry him together." She nods silently and we both lift him to her car. She drives fast to the quiet police department where she worked. We snuck into the room where they held all the police supply outpost. We worked together to stop the bleeding and wrapped his wounds with bandages. 

When we finished I sighed and leaned against the wall next to Mike. I was lest stressed but I feared the time where Mike would wake up. Vanessa stood next to me with a straight face. Stroking my shoulder recomfortingly. 

"He's going to be okay. Don't worry."

"I know he will." I whispered fiddling anxiously with my fingers.

"Do you like him?"

"W-what? Of course not. Why the sudden question?"

" How you look at him. It tells me everything I need to know. You should tell him before it's too late." I stayed silent pondering her words. The thought of loving someone never really crossed my mind. No one could even bear my mental health and my messed up life. So even if I did love Mike, it would never work. Even if he was always in my mind. Him and his dark brown eyes, looking like coffee on really cold days and how they made me feel important. Me and my million problems, I couldn't love him. He doesn't need someone like me. 

I put my hand in my hair and sigh. When we hear grunting. We both look towards Mike. He was waking up. We both walk up to him and he opens widely his eyes. He was about to panick when Vanessa stopped him.

 "Careful we managed to stop the bleeding but you'll probably need stiches."

"Who's we?" He asked furrowing his eye brows as he looked down at his bandaged wound.

"Us." She says pointing to me. I could notice his eyes slowly brightening to see me and then he looked around the room.

"Where are we?"

"Police supply outpost. I found you a bit before I found Elizabeth and you were uh badly hurt."

"They tried to kill me Vanessa." I leaned against the wall slowly closing my eyes. For me it wasn't really surprising that they tried to kill him. I almost got killed by Circus Baby younger after all. Plus dad's a crazy psycopath so of course he's behind the killing and all. Mike gives Vanessa an angered glance.

"But I guess you already knew that. Garrett you knew about him too right?"

"It's complicated. " Mike turns to me angrily. He wanted answers and I guess we'll have to give it to him today.

"More complicated then possessed robots murdering innocent people?"

"They weren't innocent." I said saying still with my eyes closed. Mike scowled at my unbothered expression then he snapped his head back to Vanessa.

"Abby is."

"What happened?" I say my face contorting in worry hearing him mention Abby's name. 

"In my dreams...they said they wanted Abby. I-I said yes witouth thinking. It was a mistake and I tried to fix it. I-It's all my fault. What do they want from her? "

He said, his bottom lip shaking slightly from all the emotions. I could see him try not to cry when mentionning his little sister. I approached him and hugged him. Vanessa looked traumatised as she shaked head quivering. She seemed to be recalling past memories. Memories that were still hunting her. "They want her to become like her. You need to understand they don't want to hurt anyone. But they will he's around."