Five Nights At Freddys: The Twisted Ones(fan Made)

Chapter 10: Talking about a Strange Experience

Charlie quickly dashed through the door. She wanted to tell her all about the experience she had with Lexine. There is such a thing as weird, everyone is. But when someone starts asking you questions about yourself and they aren't supposed to know it, it's really weird. The kind of weird that just pasts the line. She ran into her room and placed her belongings on the ground.

Charlie was ignoring everything at this point. She rushed into the kitchen. Aunt Jen was making some sort of dessert. Key Lime Pie perhaps? Whatever it was, it was going to be good. Her aunt always makes the best pie ever.

Her mother does too, but she isn't here anymore. She died years before the events in Hurricane. Her father however wasn't a cook at all, so he was out of the question. But now it was time to focus on the weird questions that Lexine generated. More like Lexine probably stalks her for all she knows. If that's the case, she's calling the police after this conversation that she is about to have with Aunt Jen.

Before speaking she walked over to the fridge. Charlie then said to Aunt Jen, "I have something to talk about with you..." She pulled out a soda can from the top shelf. She needed it anyways to contemplate about the whole situation. Aunt Jen then said, "What is it, those nightmares that you have been having"? Well that was important to Charlie, but right now the most important thing was her 'stalker'.

"No, not really...", said Charlie. It was close since Lexine was talking about her nightmares and her going unconscious. Aunt Jen then picked up a can of spray whipped cream. She lifted the can and spread it around starting from the edge. Charlie then said, "It is actually about school this time". Finally she was going to talk about something that was not nightmare related.

Charlie heard her aunt's voice as she took the first sip of her soda, "Ok... go on". She was actually quite nervous talking about this. She never had a 'stalker' before in her life so it was weird to even say the words. Another sip of the acidic soda went down in her mouth. The soda can was placed on the counter nearest to her now. "Well... there's this girl named Lexine and..." Charlie stopped.

Straight when Charlie describes her, Aunt Jen will know exactly who it is. She saw her when Charlie had that 'accident'. Lexine was one of the witnesses. Aunt Jen then asked, "What about this girl, are you telling me..."? She instantly blushed, no that was not what she was talking about. She was definitely not that.

That would be completely ridiculous. "Oh no, I'm not that aunt she's really weird... the kind of weird that you would have to question... the one that crosses the line", she said to her. Hopefully she understood what she meant. "I see... are you telling me she did something to someone or you", her aunt asked. Charlie nodded saying, "Me, she started asking me questions about the strange phenomenon I have been having... she was acting as if she knew what I was going through currently". Well Charlie was lying to herself when she said 'this wasn't about the nightmares'.

Aunt Jen was rolling her eyes. Perhaps the topic that made her do that was the nightmares. "Kids like them no nothing Charlie, they try to pretend...", her aunt continued on. But her story wasn't finished yet. Charlie interrupted her, "I'm not done, she acts very strange and she was one of the witnesses of my 'accident". She knew that anything that she told her aunt about this situation would be deflected with something different.

Her aunt then said, "Maybe she is just curious or concerned about you". But they both knew that she could defend herself on her own. Charlie rolled her eyes too. Who would see her as a weakling, she's tough. She's been through haunted pizzerias and animatronics. More than that, more than just Hurricane.

In the end she knew her aunt couldn't help her at all. She didn't know this kid or the situation. The only time her aunt has ever seen this kid was back when Charlie had that 'accident' a couple of days ago. So she knew nothing about her, only her looks and not actions. "Well if she does anything that actually does harm to you then tell me", her aunt said. There was one last thing she could tell her that would make her question her.

Tell her that she knows that I have been having nightmares from me being unconscious. But then again, even if she said that to her she would just shrug it off again. She would say, 'maybe it is just a coincidence'. At this point she was done with this conversation. She's going to go into her room and dream again. This time she will probably have a nightmare about that stupid girl stalking her.

Wouldn't that be funny. Not really, it would be terrifying to her. Is it bad as nightmarish animatronics and a murderer? A murderer who killed your friends right in front of your face. Certainly not, she actually for once hoped that she would dream something about that instead. But in the dream she would call the police and take her away.

Charlie then told her, "By the way that looks good aunt". Her aunt smiled at her. "It is a family recipe I guess you could say", her aunt said. She was probably finally relieved that Charlie wasn't talking about the nightmares anymore. Finally she was talking about her cooking even though that was the most boring thing ever. Then again, she needed something to get her mind off of the nightmares for at least one day.

Charlie finally trailed away from her aunt. Away from that boring conversation. She closed the door behind her. What to do next? Wait for dinner or just do something to pass the time? She was not going to go to sleep.

That would be a complete regret. Another nightmare would probably kill her at this point. Or maybe just knock her out for a couple of days. But no matter, even if there was going to be nightmares she still has to sleep. There has to be a way of stopping these things from happening once and for all. Maybe she could just have a small rest, she was getting tired after all.

Charlie looked down at her belongings. She picked at them intentionally. Obviously she was bored. She could go on her computer and search the web. But she strangely felt sleepy. She knew exactly what was about to happen to her.

Charlie was going to go back into that stupid nightmare again. Not this time, not again. But she felt like going to sleep, to her bed. Then again, it was the probably the only way to stop them at this point. So she did, she walked over to her bed. She was literally sluggishly walking to her bed.

That was the funny part about this phenomenon. She jumped on her bed. She then laid down. Like every other time she began to feel dizzy. The room around her was a blur. It then turned dark now. This was the beginning of a new nightmare.