Suite Nightmares

Nightmare Pt. 2

Right in my doorway was the same Fredbear animatronic I saw on the fifth night. What did he do to my friend? No matter, I'm still not scared, just startled by seeing the golden animatronic after everything with him being okay before. I remember the morning after that night he said it wasn't actually him; he said something came over him. Maybe Fredbear was controlled by someone. In my mind, I already had a suspect, and now he will pay for what he's done. I turned to where Nightmare was standing before, that's what I decided to call the shadowy animatronic, but when I did he wasn't there. Where did he go? Then out on nowhere, four metal hands grabbed onto each of my shoulders and, holy moly, were they sharp. I made a slight, painful screech and the animatronic on my left chuckled.

"Knock knock"

Not being able to move at all, knowing I may end up having two dismantled arms, I played along.

"Who's there?"

A new voice on my right side was heard with some very sharp pressure being put behind my shoulder.

"It's Me."

And with a painful push I was thrown on the ground and stepped on by the Fredbear animatronic, the heavy weight of the metal squeezing down on my back. The pain was unbearable and I couldn't keep my agony in, so I screamed, yelling at him to stop. After I don't know how long, Fredbear gave one final push on my stinging back and backed off; looking down at my crumpled body. I could barely move, it hurt too much to. I was only able to turn my head slightly and see Nightmare.

"Why are you doing this?" I quietly spoke out, "What do you want from me?"

Nightmare chuckled and grabbed my arm, pulling me up to him, face to face. I screamed and whimpered in pain as my injured body moved suddenly.

"You're walking in dangerous territory. Your parents made a huge mistake moving here. He's been watching you ever since."

The murderer was watching me ever since I moved here? But why? I was just a child, too young to be interesting to a murderer.

"I know that having all of us appear out of nowhere was surprising, but we're trying to help you. Without us, he would be able to kill you while you're sleeping."

"Seems to me that you and every other animatronic are trying to kill me, too," I told him, "You have no hesitation of hurting me; making my friend step on me and crush all my bones. You're probably the one who controlled him the first time and a ghost boy had to help save me from being murdered by it."

"Ghost boy?"

Uh oh, I probably shouldn't have said that.

"Ah, yes, I remember now," Nightmare said, walking over to my bed and putting me on it; not softly, I'll say, "I don't exactly remember his name, but I believe he was an Afton..."

I wasn't completely listening to what Nightmare was saying, I was scooting backwards on my bed to attempt to get as far away from him as possible; a risky move I'll bet. As I moved back, I felt something and I was suddenly pulled off my bed and underneath it. I'm still in pain, why didn't I scream? And who just pulled me under here?

"Shh," I hear from somewhere in the darkness. There was a bunch of jittering afterwards.

I felt for any sort of light and found a small emergency flashlight and I flicked it on. Not even a second later it burst; surprisingly making a ton of noise."

"Shh."

I did as the voice said.

"Where are you, you little brat," Nightmare boomed from above, "I'm not here to play hide-and-seek. You're stuck in here as long as I'm here; there's no escape!"