"CHAPTER 8: TWO-FACED NIGHTMARES - PART 1"

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(⚠️ WARNING ⚠️: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS:
- HURTFUL MEMORIES
- SAD/ANGRY MAX
- SAD ABBY
- MENTIONS OF MINOR VIOLENCE
- MENTIONS OF DEAD FAMILY MEMBERS
- MENTAL BREAKDOWNS
- ONE OF THE TRAUMATIZING TITULAR NIGHTMARES
IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE, HAVE PTSD, OR CAN BE TRIGGERED BY THESE TOPICS (OR HATE THESE SIDES OF THE CHARACTERS, ESPECIALLY FAVORITES, SKIP THIS CHAPTER OR READ ANOTHER ONE. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED).

Max's POV:

I arrived home, some of my eye's make-up making a big black, ugly stain from tears.

Cabbie: Uh, Max, I know you're not comfortable today, but... is it okay if I ask what happened?

I just handed him the money.

Me: Mike Schmidt. THAT'S what happened.

I walked away.

Cabbie: Huh! *Guy might be one rude motherfucker...*

I heard tires screech away. Did I jump in to tell him it was rude? No. Mike deserved it.

I just-I just thought it was right.

Why, WHY, did he have to bring up Jeff? He's not "dEaD"! He can't be dead! He can't leave me! Not like this! Not right now!

Will I take care of Abby again?

Yes.

Will Mike be mad?

Presumably.

Will I care?

No.

I'm not gonna give up that easily. I'm still gonna do my job. Even if it's hard. Even if it seems hopeless.

Maxine [LAST NAME REDACTED], you are a strong girl.

Jeff is still alive, they're looking for him.

Carl and Hank are presumably making their way back home.

Mike will apologize.

Vanessa will apologize.

We can visit them again.

I can find Abby.

Jeff, Hank, and Carl will come back.

I'll hug each one of them with tears in my eyes.

The $1,000 dollars will disappear. No one will care.

I will have a happy ending.

...

I will have a happy ending.

~ (⁠。⁠•́⁠︿⁠•̀⁠。⁠) ~

I changed into my pajamas.

Striped pajamas. Mom's gift.

Sorry, I just... can't get these memories out.

I just wanna know what happened to my brother! And my friends!

I'm becoming just like Mike...

... I'm gonna rest.

I just wanna sleep.

So I lay down on my bed. Grabbed a Freddy Fazbear plushie I stole from this night. Might wake up at 12:50. Almost 1, but I could care less.

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