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Chapter 5: Alone?

Scotty was petrified. What just happened? Was that really all just a dream? None of that was real? He looked at the clock, and only a few minutes had passed since he had last checked. Huh, I guess I did fall asleep. So, Scotty lay in his bed, thinking about things for a little while.

Man, that was weird. I've never had a dream quite like that one. It seemed so vivid, so real. My seven-year-old mind can hardly comprehend how real that was. That mask... what was it for? What did it mean? Where is it from? Most importantly of all, what is it? It was really creepy, but, at the same time, I felt safe when I got close to it. It's almost as if it could protect me, but how? It's just a mask. It can't do anything to protect me. Although, it did seem to protect me from that sound when I got to the door. Speaking of which, where did that noise come from? I never figured it out. The kids next door hadn't even heard it. They were just playing around outside as if nothing had happened. Is it really possible that it was just me? Then again, it was a dream, so anything could happen. Also, those voices, they were whispering. What were they whispering about? Was it about me? I can't seem to remember what they said. I think it was something along the lines of "I'm here, Scotty". They said it over, and over, and over, and over again. What did it mean? That dream had to have meant something, but what? I can't figure it out. Was it a sign of things to come? Is that mask going to have an impact on my future? Do I know whoever it was who was whispering? Then again, their voices did sound awfully familiar. They were definitely female. There were three, no, two of them. One voice was more of an adult woman's voice, while the other was more suitable for a child. It was definitely older than me, but not by much. They sounded so familiar... why can't I figure out who they are? I'll get it eventually...

Eventually, Scotty decided to go look for his brother so that he could give him a piece of his mind. Luckily, he knew where his friends lived. He had gotten kidnapped enough times to rememer where they had taken him. When he got there, however, he could only see Mark's friends, and not Mark himself.

"Have you guys seen Mark anywhere?"

"He went home, little man! You should go look for him there!" one of them replied, laughing.

"Okay, thank you," Scotty replied with a bad feeling in his stomach.

When he got home, it seemed like no one was there, not even his father. As he walked down the entrance hallway, he noticed Fredbear sitting on the floor.

"You know he is hiding again," it said. "He won't stop until you find him."

When he entered the living room, he saw no one except Fredbear sitting on top of the bookshelf.

"Over there," it said.

He walked into what was Mary's room. What he found was not pleasing. He found a disassembled animatronic on the floor. He didn't recognize it, though. It definitely was not Fredbear, Bonnie, or Chica. However, it did vaguely resemble Foxy. However, instead of being red, it was white and pink, as if it were female. It was in pieces, though.

"Man," Scotty exclaimed, concerned, "this thing has been all kinds of mangled."

He decided to leave it alone. Maybe it was a new animatronic that his dad had to put together for work. Regardless, he figured he should probably leave it alone. Then, suddenly, the TV in the living room turned on.

When he headed back into the other room, he noticed Fredbear & Friends was playing on the TV.

"That's the best new show of the year by far."

When he turned the TV off, his brother popped out from behind it, screaming as loud as he could. Scotty fell to the floor, crying.

Fredbear spoke once more:

"Tomorrow is another day."