Chapter 4

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Rachel and her mother arrived at the house, and the girl got out as soon as her mother turned off the van.

Rachel brought her bag inside and went upstairs. While she was up there she looked at some family pictures.

She was slowly walking, trying to get one glimpse at all of them.

Then she looked at one but then walked past it.

She stopped in her tracks when she realized something.

Did she see blood?

She quickly looked back at the picture she just passed. It showed Rachel who was about six. And there, on her shoulder, was a purple hand.

Rachel looked closer and her eyes widened. In the picture, there was stained blood on the purple hand.

Rachel's heart started to pound once again as she followed up the arm to see the hand's owner. And then she found him.

He had a purple snout, long ears, and blood on his mouth.

Rachel kept staring at the picture, but she should have stopped.

She heard a child's laugh, she realized that it was hers.

Memories that had been locked away started flashing in her mind. A mysterious voice started saying awful things.

Your father is dead. It laughed.
One of us took him down, he tried to defend himself against our teeth. But he failed to... And you watched all of it.

Rachel shook her head, No, it's not true! It's not true... you lier!

Then everything stopped, it went silent. Rachel stopped looking at the picture as she was breathing heavily.

Who was that voice?

She never heard it before. It sounded like a robot.

The voice faded in an evil laugh.
Rachel felt like crying again and prayed.

Dad... Wherever you are... Please come home.

Tears ran down her face as she slowly walked down the hallway. Now the dreadful beast of memory has yet again been unleashed.

She went to her room and made her way to her bed. She dropped her backpack beside it and sat on the blankets.
Rachel buried her face in her hands. Today might have been the most horrible last day ever.

First, Mary makes her upset, second, kids throw food at her at lunch, lastly, she starts remembering her father.

Could the day get any worse?

Then a knock on the door that made her jump. The door opened and Rachel's mother's head popped in.

"Don't scare me like that!" Rachel said trying to recover her confidence.
"Sorry." Her mother smiled that she spooked her.

"So I was talking to Jake on the phone, and I was thinking of going to Freddy's to celebrate the last day." She said proudly.

Rachel's heart stopped. She hadn't been there for years and she's wants to keep it that way. Plus what if the employees didn't clean up the mess that happened yesterday? She honestly is scared of the animatronics now since her father disappeared there. What if Mary was right, what if she's going to be their next victim or possible dinner.

"Mom why do we need to go to Freddy's? Can't we go to Pizza Hut or something?" She pleaded.

Rachel's mother sighed in aggravation. "Look, I know it's hard to bear the loss of your father." She came over and sat next to Rachel who was trying to hold back her tears.

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