Five Nights Till Freedom

The White Room Stained With Red

My eyes widened as I saw that everyone was in the same room.

The room was pure white. The walls, the ceiling, the floor, everything was white.

I watched as Fred turned to look at us, his face showing great relief as he ran over to me and Foxy. Bon was across the room but at the sight of us came running over as well. Chika was laying against the wall, her back against it and had her head against her chest. There was a small pool of blood against the white floor by her side and there was a trail of blood running down the right side of her face.

She appeared to still be unconscious because I could see her chest rising and falling from where I was standing.

Bon and Fred approached us at the same time, Fred to my left and Bon directly in front of me.

"Are you guys okay?" Fred asked, looking between the two of us and then he seemed to look behind us, seeming to be looking for something in particular. His gaze became clouded and a worry spread through his features. His lips began to quiver as he then looked back at us.

"Yeah, we're okay Fred," I looked at him in concern, "What's wrong?"

Fred looked at me with wide eyes. I watched at his hands clenched at the sides, "Have you seen BB or heard him?"

I looked around the room, realizing with shock that he wasn't in the room with us. Guilt bubbled over in my body. I hadn't paid attention to anyone other than Foxy when we were in the darkness. BB could have right beside us and I wouldn't have known.

I looked back at Fred to see tears filling his eyes, "I lost him when we fell into those dark holes. I had a grip on him but then when we fell to the ground I lost him."

"Fred, don't blame yourself, we'll find him I promise," Bon said putting a hand on his shoulder. He stared directly at Freddy, giving him a look of reassurance. "That bastard still has to pay for two days ago remember?" 

Fred gave a small smile in the memory of that, "Thanks Bon."

Bon then took his hand off Fred's shoulder, sighing before looking around the rest of the room, "This room is completely closed in, there's no doors or windows."

All three of us nodded in understanding.

"The Puppet's messing with us, this probably is an illusion of his," Foxy muttered, a look of pain briefly crossing his face as his hand went to cover his eyes. He grimaced as he bent down, his legs beginning to shake.

"Foxy!" My eyes widened as I bent down beside him, putting a hand on his shoulder, "What's wrong?!"

Foxy cursed under his breath before looking up at me, tears filling his one amber eye, "My eye hurts like hell, it's pulsing like a heart beat." He groaned again as he grabbed at his eye patch.

Bon and Fred dropped to their needs, each of them on either side of me.

Bon looked down seeming to be puzzled before his head snapped back up, a realization seeming to have gone through his mind, "Foxy, a crazy idea went through my head. I need you to do me a favor and take off your eye patch."

"What?" Foxy yelled in pain, falling to his knees. He groaned before, reaching back to untie the string on his eye-patch, it quickly fell off his face, and I could see Foxy almost looking like a normal teenager aside from the fox ears. Both his eyes were closed and sweat was beggining to form beads on his forehead.

Bon looked at him with a concerned look on his face, "Foxy, you have to open your eyes. I think I know why it's pulsing."

Foxy slowly did as he was told, his eyes slowly opening. 

One eye was completely normal, amber in color and pupils dilating at tremendous speed.

But the other eye was something enough to give me nightmares for years.

It wasn't a hollow hole like when Foxy showed me the first time. There was a pure black eye with a red iris around a white pupil. The eye was spilling dark black waves of mist but as soon as they came two inches away from his eye they vaporized into thin air.

"What the hell?!" Fred shouted as he fell back onto his butt with surprise. He was looking at Foxy with a fearful look in his eyes. I couldn't have blamed him, Foxy looked terrifying.

Bon wasn't fazed though. He remained in his same spot as he stared at Foxy, a victorious look in his eyes, "Foxy what do you see?"

Foxy opened his mouth to speak when he suddenly froze, looking around the room with his eyes wide, "I.... I can see a door hidden behind Chika. It's outlined in red." Foxy turned to Bon, putting two hands on his shoulders, "You knew this was going to happen didn't you?" A furious look came over Foxy's face, making both me and Fred back up.

Bon shook his head quickly, "I noticed that when we were in the pizzeria that everytime we had flashes of fatigue when we new that the Puppet was near your eye always twitched in pain." Bon rose his hands, putting his hands against Foxy's chest before pushing him away, "Your pain had something to do with the Puppet and how he took out your eye the day we were turned into animatronic spirits."

Foxy's eyes widened as Bon continued, "So I thought to myself what I would do if I had taken someones eye and I was a supernatural being" Bon looked at Foxy before turning back to briefly look at me and Fred, "I would have replaced the eye with one of my own, creating a way to spy on someone without them knowing."

Fred's eyes widened, "If your idea is correct, that means the Puppet knows everything that has happened in the past year."

Foxy ran two hands through his hair, his eyes narrowing, "But how can I see things that aren't there?! How would you have known that?"

Bon sighed, looking at the ground, "It was another idea of mine. If he gave you a way to spy on everyone and gave part of his power, there has to be some side effects. It's just common knowledge that everything has a side effect."

Foxy growled under his breath, pacing back and forth as he breathed deeply. He then stopped and turned back to look at us, his eyes suddenly filled with the same look that Bon had when he had the idea that the Puppet was using Foxy as a spy, "Guys, I can get us through the Puppet's game, I can see any traps that he places."

Our eyes' widened and Bon gave a smile, "That's the type of shit I'm talking about Foxy. Let's beat the Puppet's ass"