Those Five Nights (Markiplier x Reader FNaF Fan Fiction)

Alternate Version of Part 12

Author's Note: I will admit that I had issues with Part 12 and I thought that I had lost my original draft, so I am giving you guys a choice on what is gonna be the part that becomes a part of the final completed work since I worked on it for so long. Here's what I came up with as my back up to what I just published. Keep in mind that yeah there are gonna be a lot that's the same, but I still want you to have the choice on what goes into the final work. Let me know what you think in the comments section below and I'll let you decide -^_^- I'll give you guys one week and I will take down the part that doesn't get the most likes/votes. Thank you for taking the time to read this and now for the alternate version. -^_^-

Previously: I got into bed next to him under the covers and as soon as I got in he wrapped his arm around me. "Good night Mark."

I passed out fairly quickly after I said those words. I felt like nothing could harm me in his arms. I hadn't felt like that in a long time and I hoped that it wouldn't end any time soon.

My dream that night was more of a memory. The best way to describe it was a dream with a 3rd person view. I stood behind myself and could see and observe things that I wasn't able to when I was so young.

I followed myself for a while noticing little things that now seemed a bit creepy. Back then I didn't even think twice about it, even though my ESP was strong, I didn't really think much about it.

When I walked up to the Foxy game, I noticed that BFM/N was a bit flustered, like he was trying to impress me. I didn't think that he had those kinds of feelings toward me, but I had just thought of him as a friend at the time... now a dearly missed friend.

I continued to watch everything that was happening around that I hadn't before. The kids playing the other games, some adults trying to fix Foxy's jaw, Freddy, Chica, and Bonnie on the stage singing their songs. I laughed at myself as I watched everything, wishing that what was about to happen next wouldn't and I wouldn't have to re-live the pain of my friend going missing.

That's when a younger Mark came walking up. He stopped before approaching us and took a deep breath about 10 feet before he got to the arcade area. Was he nervous? I couldn't really tell. He straightened up after he exhaled and walked toward Foxy's game and set the quarter on the machine.

I sighed and braced myself knowing what was about to happen. I watched as Mark kept telling me the secrets of the game and I blushed. I thought to myself, 'Did I have feelings for Mark even back then?' I giggled at the thought and that's when my younger self looked almost right at me. Did that actually happen or is this partially a lucid dream?

I stayed quiet as my younger self shrugged and continued to watch. I started to bite my lower lip knowing that he was about to walk off as soon as Mark surpassed him in the game. I felt tears struggling to escape, but I held them back the best that I could. I took a deep breath and as soon as BFM/N walked off so did I.

I followed him, hoping beyond hope that somehow I could stop him from getting hurt. I didn't know if it was possible, but I had to at least try.

He walked around for a bit looking at the other games. He shook his head and mumbled a lot to where I couldn't hear him over the sounds of the restaurant, but I know I heard my name a couple of times. I felt so bad. I wished that I could hold him and tell him what was going to happen and take him away from here to save him, but I knew deep down that I couldn't. That I had to watch what was going to happen. I had to know. May be it was the key to how Bonnie and Chica were acting toward myself and Mark.

I looked around and noticed Spring Bonnie approach. I knew what was about to happen. Spring Bonnie knelt down and talked to BFM/N and tilted his head. "What's wrong kiddo? Why the long face?"

He took a deep sigh and replied to Spring Bonnie looking down at the floor. "I was trying to impress this girl that I like, but another guy is instead of me."

"I know what could impress her, but it's in a secret room." He placed his hand on my friend's shoulder and I felt pure rage build up inside of me. Usually, it takes a lot to get me to that point, and to get me there in an instant meant a lot. I did my best to ignore my feelings and focus on what was happening. "I'll help you out as long as you don't tell anyone about it. How does that sound?"

"I guess, but it better be really special. I really REALLY like her." His eyes lit up and my heart sunk.

"Ok. Follow me." Spring Bonnie stood up and motioned for him to follow. I noticed they went to the right of the stairs and into a hallway that I have never seen while working at Freddy's. I did my best to remember every detail about this area. Unfortunately, with every step I took into the small hallway, it seemed to stretch farther and farther away from me. I began to run hoping that I could catch up but to no avail. I screamed trying to warn him, but no sound came out. No matter how hard I tried I couldn't get any closer, I couldn't yell, I couldn't warn him. I stopped as BFM/N walked through that door and Spring Bonnie closed it behind him, looking straight at me as he did so. I fell to my knees trying to scream at the top of my lungs...

That's when I woke up. I jolted up breathing heavy and drenched in sweat. I swung my feet over the side of the bed and held my head in my hands. I looked over at Mark and reached for his hand. I was happy that there was a connection between us, but I hated the fact that my friend may have paid the ultimate price for us to have that connection.

I sighed softly just before Mark bolted straight up. He was hyperventilating. "I take it you had a nightmare too?"

He looked at me and nodded as he laid back down. "Yeah. It seemed more like a memory though... but I was walking behind myself... I could see everything."

I looked over at him, partially not believing what he was saying. "I just woke up from a dream like that myself. Spring Bonnie took BFM/N to a back room. It's in the back, but I don't remember seeing that area while working there."

Mark looked at me like he saw the exact same thing in his dream. "We need to find that room. We need to find out what happened to our friends."

"I agree, but how are we gonna get past Freddy and the others?" He placed his hand on my back as I thought about what we could do.

"We have to come up with something... If we go in early for our shift we should have enough time to figure out where it is. After that, well... " I look down trying to think of a way to get into the room once we find it.

"I'm sure we'll think of something, baby." He got up and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

I have to admit that I blushed. It was the first time that he called me by a nickname. I smiled and laid back down with my head on his chest. His heart was racing, but even so, it was comforting. I closed my eyes and listened. Mark rubbed my back and held me. I didn't want to move an inch from this spot and that's when the alarm for work goes off.

"Well... as much as I would love to lay here for the rest of the night... We have a job to do."

I sat up and let out a deep sigh. "Let's get this done." I gave him a courageous smile and got up for another day at work with hopes that we could figure out what happened to our friends.

-Time Skip brought to you by the passage of time (LOL)-

Mark and I stood in front of the door and we looked at each other. We smiled and he opened the door as I took a deep breath.

We walked in and immediately went to the main stage area. We began to search the walls to see if we could find the hallway that we each saw in our respective dreams. I wanted to work fast due to our time crunch and I knew that we were running out of time.

I knocked on the wall to see if there was anything that sounded off in any way. I went from the end of the wall working my way over and that's when I heard a hollow echoing sound about 5 feet from the stage.

"Mark, I think I found something." I pointed to the wall and he came over to knock on it himself.

"... this is it. This has to be it." Mark looked at his watch and his eyes grew wide. He grabbed my hand and I knew we were out of time.

We ran to clock in and set everything up before we had to start the shift. Hopefully, there would be a chance to figure out what was up with that wall.

I set up the tape and nodded to Mark as the clock struck midnight and our night began.