NEVER ENDING NIGHTMARE
3 person point of view
The room that once held William Afton's son now held one of the most frightening atmospheres William had ever experienced.
The sweet photos that decorated the walls were now replaced with moments from when William's son was bitten, the blue stripped walls splattered and smeared with rich crimson blood, and shadows loomed as of reaching out to claim anything in its path.
William sat in the bed, his skin crawling as he felt like hundreds of eyes we're watching him. The sound of metal clunking down the hallway startled him, causing him to jump a little. William Afton scared of these simple spooks? But Nightmare hasn't even gotten started yet.
"W-was it w-w-w-worth it in th-th-the end?"
Nightmare's voice stuttered in anticipation, ready to mentally torture the man on the bed. "L-l-let me sh-sh-show you the damage you've c-caused."
A flashlight was tossed from the closet in front of Afton, landing right behind him after almost hitting his head.
"B-buckle up b-buttercup..... Oh wait....
Ｙｏｕ Ｃａｎ'ｔ."
His laugh rang through that room and down the halls, chilling Afton to the bone as the killer reached for the flashlight. His hand appeared small, like a child's hand, as he turned it on to test it. He wanted to crawl under the covers and hide, but his body moved on its own. He was indeed the size of a child, but looking down at his shirt as he rushed to a door showed that Afton was now in the body of his dead son.
"Ｒ-ｒｅａｄｙ ｏｒ ｎｏｔ, ｈ-ｈｅｒｅ Ｉ
ｃｏｍｅ."
The crimson fog that flooded the floor was the same as the fog that came from Nightmare's second mouth, emitting the metallic smell of blood and mucus.
It made Afton sick to his stomach.
Heavy footsteps sounded from down the hall, so Afton checked both hallways to see nothing. The closet opened and shut behind Afton, so he checked that too.
Nothing was there.
He checked the bed, again nothing.
Claws slowly dragged across the bed frame, which Afton did manage to catch a glimpse of, only increasing the fear that was already coursing through him.
"Ｏｏｐｓ, ｔｒｙ ａｇａｉｎ."
Nightmare jumped at Afton, creating a loud static noise as he did. Nightmare recreated the bite incident as he clamped his jaws over Afton's small head. The intense migraine that followed had Afton writhing in pain.
Countless nights of this ensued, forever imprinting fear into Afton's brain.
Ｔｏｏ ｌａｔｅ, ｔｒｙ ａｇａｉｎ.
Ｗｈａｔ'ｓ ｗｒｏｎｇ Ａｆｔｏｎ?
Ｓｃａｒｅｄ ｏｆ ａ ｓｉｍｐｌｅ
Ｎｉｇｈｔｍａｒｅ?
Ｓｔｉｌｌ ｈａｖｅｎ'ｔ ｈａｄ
ｅｎｏｕｇｈ?
Ｈａｈａｈａ! Ｉ'ｍ ｎｏｔ ｄｏｎｅ ｙｅｔ.
Every night he failed in fending off against that THING. But even if he tried, his body won't obey his commands. He was stuck in an endless loop of Nightmares, permanently scarring him for life.
He's getting what he is due, and that is exactly what Nightmare wanted..... What he needed.
"Ｏｕｒ ｔｉｍｅ ｔｏｇｅｔｈｅｒ ｉｓ
ｃｏｍｉｎｇ ｔｏ ａｎ ｅｎｄ, ｏｌｄ
ｆｒｉｅｎｄ. Ｂｕｔ Ｉ ｈａｖｅ ｏｎｅ
Ｌａｓｔ ｐｕｎｉｓｈｍｅｎｔ ｆｏｒ
ｙｏｕ."
Nightmare revealed himself, holding the exact tool Afton used to murder Y/n.
"Ｙｏｕ ｔｏｏｋ ａｗａｙ ｗｈａｔ'ｓ
ｍｉｎｅ, ｎｏｗ Ｉ ｗｉｌｌ ｓｈｏｗ ｙｏｕ
Ｈｏｗ ｉｔ ｆｅｅｌｓ ｔｏ ｈａｖｅ
Ｙｏｕ'ｒｅ ｏｗｎ ｉｎｓｔｒｕｍｅｎｔ
Ｕｓｅｄ ａｇａｉｎｓｔ ｙｏｕ. "
Nightmare forced Afton to lay down as jumbled unintelligible noises came from Nightmare's second mouth, his eyes glowing a dangerous crimson that matched the blood on the walls. Nightmare drew his arm up and rammed it down into William Afton's stomach, not the dead child's body but William himself. William's screams never left his lips in the outside world, but in the dream world the echoed off every little thing in the house. Nightmare pulled his hand back again and repeated the process once, twisting the knife around this time.
"Ｉ ｓｕｒｅ ｅｎｊｏｙｅｄ ｏｕｒ ｔｉｍｅ
Ｔｏｇｅｔｈｅｒ Ａｆｔｏｎ, ｂｕｔ
ｕｎｄｅｒｓｔａｎｄ ｔｈｉｓ.
Ｉ'ｌｌ ｃｏｍｅ ｂａｃｋ ｉｆ Ｉ ｈａｖｅ
Ｔｏ, ａｎｄ Ｉ ｗｉｌｌ ｍａｋｅ ｙｏｕｒ
Ｄｒｅａｍｓ ａ ｌｉｖｉｎｇ ｈｅｌｌ.
Ａｌｗａｙｓ."
Take that William Afton.
The end is coming soon, man I feel sad every time a story comes to an end.
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