Splitting Fantasies

Part 2

"Time is too slow for those who wait, too swift for those who fear, too long for those who grieve, too short for those who rejoice, but for those who love, time is eternity."

– Henry Van Dyke.

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Bryan looked up at the stars, body burning as he lifted himself up ever so slowly from the pavement that he has found himself on. The air current slowly gliding across his face. Blood splatters were everywhere, as far as the eye can see for a human at-least. The roar of the wind was deafening, the cackles of the thunder seemed to rejoice at the destruction of everything around it.

A newspaper flew, tearing into the wind and spreading its contents to every place the wind can carry, the date still... the date. Bryan couldn't read the date.

A scream left his lips as he jumped up, slamming his head against the concrete with a groan. The suns rays cascaded across his torn up face as he sat up, looking at the area around him. There were no stars, or blood, no tearing winds and cackling storms. Nothing, just the pizzeria he has grown so accustomed to.

Yet it looked different since yesterday. The air seemed much more toxic, radiating malice. Something was wrong. It felt so wrong to Bryan that it sent a rack of shivers up and down his spine.

"What is going on?" He whispered to himself, his voice hoarse from the screaming. People, no, animatronics had ran out of the pizzeria to see what the commotion is about.

Pools, the pizzeria had a pool? When did this happen?

"Uh... hey guys!" Bryan rubbed his neck, the itching seemingly not going away. His jaw felt tight as he spoke, as if it would snap at any moment if he were to talk to much.

"Hi." Helpy stared at the human in confusion, the blood obviously catching her eye but she didn't exactly have anything to say about it. Minding the humans privacy for the time being.

Bryan smiles at her, one full of hope. "Helpy? Uh..." he looked at the others in confusion. "Who are they?" He pointed to the other animatronics. A animatronic who seemed to look like a frog bounding over from the pool area. Bryan rubbed his head, everything blurry for the time being.

"Why is there a pool in a pizzeria... you know... what ever it's called?" He asked the two, not exactly wanting to announce that he doesn't know who exactly most of the animatronics are.

"Are you okay Bryan?" The frog chirped, laying a hand on his shoulder. "You seem a bit... in a mess at the moment."

"I'm fine...." his voice trailed, obviously not knowing who to call this animatronic. "Do you happen to have a name I can call you? I didn't exactly get it when you walked over."

"Uhm... I'm Happy Frog!"

"And Who are they?" Bryan pointed to the rest of the people at the pool area, not seemingly bothered by the owners arrival.

"Well.." the frog animatronic turned to Helpy, confused. "Helpy here will introduce them to you! As they... you know... wait. Bryan. What's the last thing you remember by any chance?"

Bryan tapped his chin for a moment, the thought not having crossed his mind. What was the last thing he remembered. Memories pooled in, complicated and all over the place. Whatever memory he had was as scrambled as eggs. "Well.. i was with Spring-trap and we had just gotten Lefty! Yeah I remember now. Okay uh... I had to go into the vents in order to do some daily checks up with the other two animatronics I owned. And then Spring-trap came in.. Wait no. We all didn't arrive together in the ventilation system. Only Helpy and I did at first. But for some reason, Spring-trap and Lefty showed up and I don't exactly remember what happened after that to be honest."