Eight Friends at Freddy's 《Book2》

A Theory in the Wind

We took Matt into the main room and set him on a table, his skin going as white as a blanket. Tony tried his best to keep the towels on him, but with only one hand, it was proving difficult. Suzy eventually started to help him while Austin took Mark in the kitchen to make pizzas. I was starving, but not for pizza. I was starving for revenge.

"Ya know," Ian started, walking around the table, looking at the cuts, "he will be dead by next game. The games have been lasting minutes each, if you couldn't tell by now."

"By minutes?" I asked. Ian nodded.

"You're just so scared that it turns into hours. It's pathetic, honestly, and quite humerus to watch." He looked to Sonja, sitting on one of the tables with Tom. "What do you remember?"

She hesitated. Blood dripped down the side of her face. "Being taken in the night and dragged into someplace by some guy I had never met before. He laughed a lot and played games a lot, too. He shot videos for Vsauce. Jake, I think his name was."

Ian seemed intrigued. Tony looked terrified, as did Jirard and Suzy. Tom looked at his feet. "It seemed like every night I was knocked out and woken up again until my head hurt and my stomach burned. Tucker was there-" she gasped, looked around, then looked at Ian. "Tucker. Where is he?!"

"Tell me more," Ian demanded. She left her spot on the table and walked around, taking off her heels and tossing them away. Everyone knew. She continued to look for him, the rest of us keeping quiet. "Sonja, tell me more."

Ian seemed like he was trying to get his own memories sorted out, if he even had any. Matt passed out and Tony started to freak a bit, but realized he was just asleep.

"I don't remember anything after that, but I think I saw Tom and Danny at some point, maybe when I was... dead. Someone said my name and I wanted to wake up, but I couldn't. I hurt someone, I think, and I couldn't stop anything." She looked at Ian and fell onto her knees, her hands in her lap. She leaned over and began to sob, Tom and Jordan instantly at her side.

Ian glared at her. He wanted to know more, that, or he wanted her to stop crying. He spun around and walked away. I heard Jordan and Tom start to explain what happened with Tucker and she screamed louder. Mark and Austin returned with boxes of pizzas that smelled fresh and delicious. My stomach growled, but seeing Matt on the table made it stop.

Everyone who wasn't busy went and grabbed pizza, Jordan and Tom helped Sonja regain her footing, and I sat and stared at Jon who was standing on stage, blood on his hands and jacket sleeves. His yellow eyes looked into my hazel and my body went cold.

We stared at each other while the world moved around us and before I knew it, Mark and Tony were fighting Austin to the ground and pinning him down while Sonja and Suzy grabbed hold of Arin and pushed him into the office, Jordan following with duct tape he must've found in the back room.

"Danny!" Mark yelled. "You and Tom get Matt back to the office! We're going to try to take over!" Suddenly rushed into the action, I bounded from my place and ran to Matt's table, Tom quickly joining me.

"Do we wake him up?"

"I don't know!"

"Grab his feet, I'll get his arms," I said. Tom nodded and as soon as I slid my hands under his arms, he woke and started screaming.

"Shit!" I yelled, frozen.

"Sit him up! He can walk!" I cringed, hesitated, then sat him up off the table. Tom let go of his feet as he sat there, unable to cope with the pain.

"Come on, Matt," I said into his ear. "We're going to keep you safe. You're safer in the office with Arin and Jirard."

He didn't seem to like that. I didn't care. He got off the table, his screaming ceasing as we walked quickly with him to the office. Jirard ran out in front of us from one room to another, nearly colliding with Tom. Ian was quick in the draw of tackling Jirard and attacking him, but Tom and I continued with helping MatPat.

"What are we going to do?" Tom asked as we got Matt to the desk.

"Sit and wait?" Suzy offered. I shook my head.

"I'm done with playing that game," I replied with a scowl. I grabbed a water gun, pumped it up, and stormed into the room Ian had gone into. I stood beside him as he struggled and fought Jirard to grab his eye. Ian looked at me and I sprayed my gun into his ear, making him scream. He fell off of Jirard and hit his head into the table beside him, making him quiet.

Jirard sat up and smiled at me. Jordan walked in with the duct tape. I left after he kissed my cheek, making my way into the main room. Mark and Tony had successfully pulled the staples out of Austin's face and threw them onto the floor, his top hat and bow tie beside them. Mark was pinning him down by straddling him and pinning down his shoulders and Tony was pulling him apart, piece by piece.

"Hold up," I said to Tony before he pulled out Austin's wires. "We should just tie him up."

"Why? He's dangerous!" Mark rebuttled. I shook my head.

"We can get answers out of him."

"Like where my hand is?" Tony asked. It was still missing and it was proving difficult for him to do much of anything, including tear apart Golden Freddy.

"Yeah, and where Tom's eye is."

Mark looked at Austin who snapped his teeth at him and then to me. He nodded.

"Jordan!" I yelled. "Would you come here please?"

"Busy!" I heard his voice distantly reply. "Ian disappeared!" I huffed. Mark looked like he got the memo; it would be best to tie up Austin, the one who can't teleport, rather than Ian, who can. I didn't get why Jordan tried to tie Ian up with tape, but at least he tried.

"I don't see how that would make you busy, but okay! Take your time!" I waited while Austin thrashed about on the floor, Mark still on top of him. Mark had gotten hold of his wrists, making sure he wouldn't claw at his face at any point.

Jordan was quick to get to me, standing behind me and looking at Austin. He started to scream incoherently at us and I shot him in the mouth, making him cough. Jordan and I traded and I kneeled down, taping his wrists together after Mark moved them.

"Let's put him center stage. The others won't know what to do," Tony said with a smile.

"You guys do that," I said. "I'm going to get to the office. Try and get where Tony's hand and Tom's eye are out of Golden Freddy while I take care of Matt and watch Arin."