"E-ehh?" I wake up, having temporarily forgotten about last night. Then I remembered. "Oh." I get up and Baldi enters the room. "Sleep well?" I nod. "Good. School hasn't started yet, but it's close. You can come on up, if you want." I follow him. We walk into a faculty-only room with a little girl with tan hair pulled up into pigtails inside. She wore an entirely pink dress, and she had flowers where her pigtails began. "Daddy?" Wait a second, is she... "Who'zzat?" He smiles at her. "This is Hannah. She kinda had to stay here, since the doors were locked." She looks up at me. "I'm Iris! Nice to meet chu!" She raises her arm, and I shake her hand. She is so cute.... "It's nice to meet you too, Iris." I look at Baldi. "Where did you get her, anyway?" He frowns. "She was abandoned on the streets, so I took her in. She was by my side the entire time I introduced her to everyone, but when she started hanging out with Playtime, she became very trusting." I couldn't help but get scared when he said 'hanging out with'. I'm sure that's not what he meant! I mean, if he didn't know Monika, how could he know her?
We talked for a few hours until the bell rang. We said goodbye to Iris, then went to class. I was sketching whenever I got ahead of the class, but I still paid attention. I had only drawn dark and gruesome things when I felt a certain way, or when it was on my mind, so what I drew caused me to feel shock. Just like your eyes, your drawings can show your emotions. This was proof that I wasn't alright. I flipped to another page, trying to focus on happy thoughts....Wait. I'm acting like Sayori!! This isn't good.. As my mind drifted to her, I drew something terrible. Not terribly drawn, but a terrible situation. I had drawn Sayori glitching into me, wrapping a noose around my neck crying and smiling at the same time. If SHE's here, could the others be here too? I shake my head, ridding my brain of the thoughts. I look around, and only Baldi and I are in here. He looks at me with a concerned expression. He then sees the drawing, and backs away. "Y-you can go home... Something's terribly off about you..." I nod, grabbing my things and walking out. I know he cares about me. I hope some more rest will help clear my mind...
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Concealed: Book 1: Scratching the Surface
FanficBaldi's back again, but this time, he isn't the murderous psychopath he once was. He found a new way to punish his students! If you have gargalaphobia, you don't want to get any of his questions wrong!
