Fnia TFS: Blaze

5: pizzaria sim

??? POV

The room was heating up fast, it was already over 80 degrees, yet the temperature only rose...

"You played right into our hands."
A voice I knew very well stated.
"Did you really think that this job just fell out of the sky for you?
No, this was a gift. For us."
The voice said, I could hear her moving in the vents...I could here then all moving in the vents.
"You gathered all of those little souls in this one place, but it isn't a broken thing to fix, enstead it is something much more, a gift to us, from father.
We've all been called here for our gift to receive."

Oh how this voice was getting on my nerves...but right now, I couldn't speak... because she was here now, right next to me...a hand keeping my jaw shut.
"For you...it is the end...we will live forever...but you will-" a loud beep cut her off.

"Connection connected, I'm sorry to interrupt you Elizabeth, if you can even remember that name..."
A man's voice cut in, he sounded familiar to someone I once knew.
"But I'm afraid you've been misinformed.
You are not here to receive a gift.
Nor, have you been called here by the individual you assume.
Although, you have indeed been called." He continued on, I took scrap baby's distracted state to start through the vents myself, I could see that heat fumes were rising, and the metal below my hands and feet started to burn me, the voice of the call still came through loud and clear though.

"You have all been called here, into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune. A labirynth with no exit, a maze with no prize. You don't even realize that you are trapped"

I kept crawling until I got to a room with a locked exit, I looked around for something to pry it open before spotting flames that appeared, something scraped in the vent behind me and I turned around to see a very much on fire scraptrap/my father returned from the grave.

"Your lust for blood has driven you in endless circles, chasing the cries of children in some unseen chamber always seeming so near, yet somehow out of reach. But you will never find them, none of you will. This is where your story ends"
The voice continued, I barricaded the vent entrance right as my father got close enough to hear him breathing, the room I was in was filled with smoke and small flames, because of that I started coughing.

"Michael! Please... don't leave me here... Michael! Im begging you please!"
Scraptrap begged as I found a crowbar.
The voice continued...

"And to you, my brave volunteer, who somehow found this job listing not intended for you"
I paused
"although there was a way out planned for you, I have a feeling that's not what you want. I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be. I am remaining as well. I am nearby. This place will not be remembered"

"Yeah fuck no I'm not staying here" I said, I pryed open the door and started to walk out of it before flames flared up around me and out the door into the oxygen filled outdoors...

"Michael! Don't leave me here... I'm sorry please just, don't leave me to burn!"
Scraptrap pleaded, I didn't buy it though

"Your a fucking murderer" I
Said as flames flared around me, some burned me but I didn't pay attention to it. "You let me to believe I killed my brother for so many years...when in reality, it was you that loosened springlocks... your no father,your a monster...so go to hell where you belong"

With that I sprinted towards the exit as flames rose around me, but I made it outside before grabbing the red hot metal door and slamming it shut behind me...my body ached with pain, and I could still feel the rush of adrenaline in my veins...but now I knew it was finally over...and who knows, maybe... maybe I can go to see my brother again...but I'll have to wait first, to heal up...and then get my body fixed up...but I knew one thing was going to happen for sure.

"I'm going to come find you Evan... I'm going to come find you"

THREE YEARS LATER/PRESENT TIME

I walked up to the gates of the old farmhouse I knew very well...but I myself kept to the shadows...for the last 3 months I'd been keeping a watch on Evan... informed the nightmare I talked to about what was going on with someone planning on burning down the anime convention...and then that nightmare gathered the others to stop it...strange to think that Evans nightmares...were real all along...I met him, the nightmare, two days before what happened at Freya's, since then I'd been keeping close tabs on Evan, and also talking with my new terrifying buddy, anyway, now I'm here, watching as the group goes inside the house...I start to walk up the drive and take note at how peaceful it is...then I find myself at the door of the house, I wait a moment, then walk in while Evan is rambling something about father, everyone then just stares at me for a second...I couldn't blame them...
"Okay shutting up now"
Evan said.

after a second I walked up behind him and placed my hand on his shoulder.
"Hello Evan" I said in a friendly tone...
"It's been awhile"

Hello peeps, Mozzy here, this is more of a lazy chapter cuz I'm half tired while writing this, but wanted to give a "Micheal is alive" sort of thing and something to explain how... anyway, I may rewrite this someday...just not rn... anyway I'ma go and let you have a good day/night/wheneveritisforyou

/\/\ozarella