Nate's POV:
"Get out of my head!" I scream aloud to the voice that has been tormenting my life.
"Hm...how about no." it shot back. "It's as I already told you Nathan, I'm now a part of you. I'm never leaving until I get what I want!"
I screamed out in pure frustration. The last 2 weeks have been a living hell!
Ever since we got back, the voice has been plaguing me with nightmares and vivid visions. My head was filled with constant horrible thoughts of death and revenge. Morgan leaving to go see her sister made things a thousand times worse because the voice was absolutely hellish when she wasn't around.
The voice had finally told me its name, 'Mason', and that he was one of the victims of the 'purple guy', the very first. He didn't get stuffed into the suit like the others. His body was never found, but his spirit haunted the puppet doll for years until I made contact with it and he connected his soul with mine.
"What do you want from me Mason!?" I screamed, pulling at my hair.
"To live again Nathan!" he boasted, as though it was obvious. "I wanna be able to have my body back and get revenge on that bastard that killed me!"
"Mason, I'm sorry for what happened to you," I said, trying to reason with him. "But what you're doing to me is wrong! Your robbing me of my life."
Mason chuckled darkly at me.
"You think you're so innocent in this whole thing don't you?" it said.
"W-what?" I questioned in disbelief to what I was hearing. "What are you talking about? I never did anything to you!"
"Oh really?" he questioned with disdain in his words. "You don't think promoting a game that makes light of mine and all the other children's murders is wrong Nathan!?"
I went silent at that. I never really thought about it that way before.
"No, of course you didn't." he screamed. "No one does!"
"Mason, no one is playing these games with the intent of making fun of what happened to you guys!" I said, trying to get him to understand. "Plus, Matthew and I planned on giving all the money we collected from our new videos and Kickstarter fundraiser to buy a memorial for all of you!"
"Ha!" he laughed. "You think a tacky monument is gonna make up for all the pain we've gone through?"
"N-no, but it wou-" I started before he cut me off.
"You really are dim Nathan Sharp," he insulted. "But don't worry, soon you'll understand."
"W-what do you mean?" I asked, fear stifling any anger i'd had before.
"I'm getting my body back Nathan," he said. "and so are all the other children who had their lives taken from them...and you, Matthew and all your other friends who love 'Five Nights at Freddy's so much are gonna help me..."
Suddenly, I felt an overwhelming pain surge through every part of my body. I screamed out in agony as I dropped to my knees.
"...starting with me having control of your body!"
I felt my arms and legs go completely numb, I fell backwards onto my back. There was a deep burning sensation spreading throughout my torso.
I kept screaming as my body felt like it was being dipped in acid.
As the burning spread up my throat, my yells were stifled as my head was engulfed in the inner flames.
Then, as sudden as it began, it stopped. I couldn't feel my body. I went to try and sit up but I couldn't move.
"Ah," Mason sighed. "Finally, I can move again!"
My eyes opened, my body sat up and my arms were stretched...but I was no longer in control. I could see through my eyes and hear everything through my ears, but I couldn't speak or move at all!
"W-what did you d-d-do to me!" I tried to scream, but instead came out as a loud thought.
"Silly Nathan," Mason purred, testing out my voice. "I simply took control of your body! Now I can make everything right again!"
Out of no where, a ringing sound was heard.
"Oh! Is that your phone Nathan?" Mason mockidly asked.
He walked over to my phone sitting on the desk.
"Well, well, well." he chided. "What do you know! It appears Matthew is calling to check up on you. Should I answer it?"
"No!" I shouted. "Leave him alone!"
Mason chuckled.
"Oh I would if I could Nathan," Mason said, fake sincerity dripping from his words. "But Matthew is a valuable piece in my glorious puzzle."
Then the ringing stopped.
"Oh dear, it appears we've missed his call." Mason said as he pretend to be sad. "Well, we should call him back. That would be the polite thing to do."
Before Mason could dial Matt's number, a text from him popped up on my phone.
🎮MatPat🎮
Matt: Hey Nate! Just wanted to check in and see how you were doing. I wanted to know if I could come down to Santa Monica tomorrow and hang for a few days, that way we can talk about your music video. Oh and give you some soup Steph made for you. If you feel up to it, just let me know.
"This is just too perfect!" Mason cheered as he relished in his own sadistic happiness.
"Please," I begged. "Matthew is a wonderful person with a wife and family that love him so much! His fans adore him and rely on him to brighten their day...please don't do this!"
Mason hesitated a bit at my words.
"I'm sorry Nathan," Mason said, real sincerity in his voice this time. "But this is something I have to do."
Mason quickly sent Matthew a text back.
🎤Nate🎤
Hey Matt! So sorry I missed your call, I must have had it on vibrate or something. And sure! I'd love for you to cone by! I'm feeling much better and I have a lot of great ideas for my video that we can work on while your here.
"Let the madness begin." Mason said, as he prepared for Matt's visit.
I silently cried to myself.
"Matthew, I'm so sorry."
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Hello Mystical Creatures!Let the darkness take form!
So, the voice, Mason, has a name! Tell me what you think of him so far because he'll be sharing the name 'Natemare' pretty soon! Muhahaha!
Poor little MatPat is in for a scary surprise...
Stay 'Magical' my Mystical Creatures!
~ Elenora ~ Forever_In_A_Fantasy ~
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