The Taken-- The Silver Eyes fnaf 4

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Cassie rose with a panicked jolt, having just awoken from a nightmare. Her tiny figure jittered and squirmed with fear. Her four year old mind was plagued with nightmares and darkened thoughts of the boy who was taken from the place... Freddy's Pizzeria.. She had known Michael since childbirth and loved him like a brother.

In her dream she saw her memory, Michael being lured into the closet. She didn't know that would be the last time she ever saw him. She told the police about what she had seen, or what she thought she saw, but they just laughed it off like it was nothing.

Like seeing a yellow Bonnie luring Michael into the back closet was just some joke she had been playing on the police. She had nightmares ever since that day, but she still went back to that place.. Back to where it happened.

The day after the police were called she visited the now condemned Freddy's Pizzeria. She knew Charlie, the owner's daughter, and tried to confront her. Charlie would brush her off like the cops did.

Next she went to John, telling him what she saw.''John?'' She asked, meekly, as if the yellow Bonnie would jump out and grab her if she spoke of it.

''Yeah?'' He asked, looking up from his hands. He was sitting on their school's playground.

''I saw who took him... It was Bonnie, but he was yellow.. Have you ever seen a yellow Bonnie?'' He looked shocked, but nodded.

'' Yeah, I saw it too, but not where Bonnie took him, did you?'' She shook her head yes, and he stood from the swing. ''Tell me.'' She looked down and sat on the swing, and so did he. She told him what she had seen, what she heard after, and about when the cops laughed and brush her off.

''I'm sorry.. I know how close he was to you, and believe me, we were close too. He was like a brother to me.'' She ran off of the swing, crying, in the direction of her house, just four blocks down.

She sighed and calmed down as she remembered nothing could hurt her. As long as she had her flashlight and her teddy, nothing could hurt her.

She couldn't remember anything about her parents or friends. Her only memories were of the day Michael was taken, the day she talked to John, and her name and the Pizzeria and her age. She looked around her room, trying to remember what she was doing before she was sleeping, but nothing came to her. She didn't even remember falling asleep.

She looked to her alarm clock, 12:00 AM, and looked around more. 'What am I doing here?' She didn't remember this place at all.

She scooted to the edge of her bed. In front of her room, she guessed, was a closet. On the left and right of her were doors. With her flashlight by her side, Cassie slowly walked to the left door.

Cassie peeked her head through and saw nothing. She flashed her light into the hallway, she could see a painting and a stand with a lamp on it and a few pictures, at the end she could just barely see a grandfather clock.

She shut the door and ran back to her bed, taking a better look at her surroundings. She had a dresser on the farther wall with a lava lamp, a case, and a fan.

There were clothes sticking out of one of the drawers. At the bottom of the drawer was a green bug toy and a purple roll around toy phone. To the right of the closet was another smaller drawer. There was a yellow lamp with a blue shade on top of it. There was a picture of a man on the wall and beneath the drawer was a purple robot toy.

Cassie hopped off the bed and headed toward the closet. When she opened the closet it had a white dress and a few shirts on the hangers but other than that it was empty.

She went back to her bed and looked at her teddy, she saw flickers of something moving down to the side of her bed. She blinked at it and turned around, her face pale.

She went to the door on the right, peeking out as she did once before. The closest thing was a window and another window besides it. There was a painting on the wall and down a little farther was a table with another lamp on it. She could not see past the lamp.

Cassie scurried back and closed the door behind her. When she got to the bed she noticed all the doors, including the closet, were open slightly.

Climbing to her pillows, she decided to try and sleep but found it extremely difficult. She couldn't shrug off the feeling of being watched from the slightly open doors.

She crossed over to the left door and peeked through. She heard something close to breathing and swiftly closed the doors, wondering what it might be. She heard large and heavy footsteps along with mechanical clicking and whirling leave the door.

Cassie could only think of one thing, "Yellow Bonnie has found me, he's found me and now I'm gonna die...Like Michael" she caught herself crying and tried to hold in the tears, her tiny figure trembling in fear. 

"I can't let what happened to Michael happen to me, I've gotta fight this.."

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Chapters are gonna be really short, but I'm doing this in school so I can't help it.. There MIGHT be more..