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Chapter 11: the Truth

After about an hour, a janitor came into the closet, not knowing Scotty was in there. Scotty looked up, tears practically staining his face.

"P-p-please... p-please l-l-let m-me out..."

The janitor took him into one of the offices and let him sit there while he went to get his dad. So, Scotty looked around, trembling.

He found a box of cassette tapes, each with a date on them. One of the tapes was from the day his sister had died. He picked it up just to realize it was actually a stack of tapes in a case that just looked like that of just one tape. It appeared that there was one tape for each room's security camera. He popped the one that said "maintenance closet" into the TV on the counter, and began watching.

He put the tape in fast-forward x32 so he didn't have to watch the entire day's footage. The recording went from opening time, twelve o'clock PM, to closing time, eleven o'clock PM. So, it took just a little under half of an hour to finish, but his sister never even came into the closet. Scotty went to the door to leave, and opened it just to see his father holding the janitor, with a knife at his throat.

"We need to talk, Junior," he said, smiling.

He then saw the janitor fall to the floor with a neck covered in red. He saw his father's fist coming in fast, then everything went black.

When Scotty opened his eyes, he was in his room, or, at least, a room that looked an awful lot like his. The only differences were that the front door was replaced with a closet, there were two doors out of his room, one on each side, and his bed had been moved to the center of the back wall of his room. There also was one other difference: everything was purple. His fan was purple. His dresser was purple. His comforter was purple. His carpet was a faded purple. The only things that weren't purple were the doors. The doors out of his room and the ones to his closet were white, about the same shade as that mask he had found earlier. He stood there, in the middle of the room, for about five minutes, trying to figure out what was happening. Where am I? This isn't my room. Well, it kind-of is, but it's different. He turned toward his bed, and noticed Fredbear. He was sitting right in front of his pillow, right where Scotty would put him back at his real Home.

"Fredbear!" Scotty yelled. "You're here!"

Scotty tried to run over there and grab him, but, for some unknown reason, he couldn't move an inch. Then, he heard a loud thumping sound from behind him, so he turned around. He couldn't see anything, so he ran over to the closet. He opened the door, and found his flashlight sitting on the ground. Then, but a second later, all of the lights went out. Terrified, Scotty grabbed the flashlight off of the floor and ran back to his spot at the foot of the bed. He flicked it on immediately, and shone it around the room. Scotty was crying again at this point. Then he got confused as he realized something. Wait... how was I able to turn back and run over to the closet if I couldn't walk to the bed? It's weird. It's almost as if there's some paranormal force keeping me from doing certain things, or, better yet, only allowing me to do certain things. For example, I can't look up at the moment. I can only look straight ahead. This is scary. Scotty's tears soaked the carpet.

Scotty walked over to the door on the left in attempt to escape, but, once he reached the doorway, he couldn't move any farther. He couldn't see down the hall either, so he flicked on his flashlight. There was nothing in the hallway but a little stand with some decorations, some pictures on the wall, and a grandfather clock on the very end. He clicked the flashlight back off to save power before turning away. He was just about to run back to the bed when he heard a creepy, raspy man's voice.

"What is it you think you see?"

Scotty turned back around slowly, terrified of what he might see. Unfortunately for him, the only thing stronger than Scotty's fear was his curiosity. He flicked the light on again, but still didn't see anything different in the hallway. So, he turned back once more, but was again stopped by that terrifying voice.

"What game do you think you are playing?"

He turned back toward the hallway. He wanted to see whatever was saying that before it got to him. He flicked the light on again, but still came up empty. He then turned and ran back to the foot of his bed.

"Check the doors."

Still terrified, Scotty ran over to the right door and flicked the flashlight on again, but couldn't see anything.

Scotty ran back to the foot of his bed and looked around. Then, he ran over to the closet again. He looked inside and found a plush. It looked a little like Foxy, but feminine. It was white with a pink snout and pink rings around the eyes. Aside from the colors, it looked just like Foxy. Wait... this looks just like that animatronic I found in Mary's room... Scotty walked in to grab it, and everything went black.

When his vision returned, Scotty was in a very familiar place. He was in a hallway with a white chair on the opposite end. Yay, "Fun With Plushtrap" Scotty initially thought. Then he looked at what was sitting on the chair, and noticed that it was not, in fact, Plushtrap. In its place was a doll a bit bigger than Plushtrap of a boy. The boy wore a blue and red shirt with a blue and red beanie. The one eye-catching thing about this fellow, though, was the teeth. He had rows upon rows of sharp teeth lining his enormous mouth. Fearing for his life, Scotty turned and ran.

While running through the darkness, two images flashed before Scotty's eyes. First, Scotty saw an image of Bonnie. This wasn't just any Bonnie animatronic, though. This one was on fire. Then, Scotty saw an image of Chica. Like Bonnie, Chica was burning. Also, the cupcake that was usually on Chica's shoulder was now a jack-o-lantern. Scotty then saw both Bonnie and Chica standing side-by-side as they lept at him, so Scotty shut his eyes.

Scotty found himself back in his room by the bed again. He looked around the room frantically as tears flew everywhere. Then, Scotty realized that he hadn't looked back on top of the bed in quite a while. Right before he turned back, a creature showed up. This was officially the most terrifying thing Scotty had ever seen. The creature had a long, thin, black, skeletal body with that terrifying mask Scotty kept finding for a face. The only differences were that all colors were replaced with black and it now had teeth within it's malicious smile. The creature became a blur, and, before Scotty knew it, its face was just inches away from his, making a sound that seemed to be a combination of radio feedback and nails on a chalkboard. It got closer and closer, and the sound got louder and louder, until eventually, everything went black.