Winding Away

Kidnapped

Matt's eyes fluttered open. He groaned. "Where am I? This isn't my bed..." He looked around. He was in a mostly dark room with a few lights illuminating the surrounding fog. Matt frowned and looked down at himself. He was sitting in a shiny black chair. "What's going on?" he asked no one in particular. Matt held his head in his hands. "Ugh, my head."

All of a sudden, memories came flooding back. Going to Freddy Fazbear's, meeting Nate, getting knocked out. Had Nate kidnapped him? If so, why? He said something about his music video involving someone getting kidnapped, Matt thought. I didn't think he meant like this.

Matt stood up and began walking forward, wanting to find a door out. "Where's the wall?" he muttered. He stopped walking as he came across a video camera. It was mounted on a tripod not too far away from the chair. He really is planning on filming this, huh? Matt thought. A laptop laid open on the floor next to the tripod.

Matt dropped to his knees as realization hit him. "NateWantsToBattle kidnapped me..." he said to no one in partrticular. "NateWansToBattle kidnapped me!" He held his head again, partly from fear and partly from a headache. "C-Come on, MatPat. D-Don't c-cry. Be s-s-strong." Tears came to Matt's eyes, but he refused to let them fall. "I n-need to g-get out of h-here."

Matt took another look around. As far as he could tell, Nate wasn't in the room. Matt sighed with relief. That gives me time to think of a plan, he thought. But what could I possibly do? His eyes fell upon Nate's equipment. An idea suddenly came to Matt. "Nate, you idiot," the theorist said. But he wasn't celebrating yet. Fear that Nate might enter the room at any moment filled Matt's mind as he stood up.

"Ah, I see you've awoken."

Matt whipped around and came face to face with his captor. "Nate!"

Nate was smiling wider than he had been earlier. "That's my name, don't wear it out."

"Why am I here?"

"To help me with my video of course. You said you'd help."

"I didn't know you were actually going to kidnap me!"

"Oh, I knew I was forgetting to tell you something." He didn't sound at all like he was telling the truth.

"Forgot? You forgot?!"

Nate shrugged. "Well there's no point in complaining. You're here and there's nothing you can do about it. Getting on my nerves will just put you in an even worse situation. Now I'm going to do one last check on everything. We wouldn't want to record a video with a hair out of place or something, now would we?" With that, Nate turned around and walked off into the darkness. Matt heard a door open and close. Then he was alone again.