Five Nights At Kirkman's (Five Nights At Freddy's horror/romance thingy FNAF)

The Dream

I shouldn't have closed my eyes, I was in that god awful pizzeria again but this time, it was decorated, a large banner was hung above me saying 'have a hearty birthday landlubber'. I was sat at the end of a long table surrounded by children I didn't know wearing party hats and smiling at me from every seat around me. Then I realised my height, I was a child to, I looked down and noticed my tiny hands and little legs that barely touched the floor. I assumed it was meant to be my birthday as it was my dream after all but I couldn't help but imagine that this was quickly going to turn into a nightmare, and I was unfortunately right. A couple who I assumed to be my parents were stood taking pictures of me happily eating my pizza, but then that music came on 'All the children and parents joined in happily singing along 'happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to Denny. Happy birthday to you.' "Maybe this isn't going to turn out horribly after all." I thought to myself, but then he stepped out. He had a poofy new coat of maple leaf red fur, an excited anticipation to his step and a large white birthday cake in his hands. He stopped and looked at me, He lifted his eye patch up and over his head and I could see his azure blue eyes light up. (In a non mechanical way.) His mouth grew into a wide happy grin spreading from ear to ear, and he walked cheerily over to me but not moving to fast as to drop the cake he seemed to be protecting with his life. He placed it on the table and bent down to my level, I tried to move away but I was paralyzed "And how old are ye' lass?" he chided, "five!" I said in an overly excited tone. I had no control over what my body was doing anymore, I could only view the scene and watch it fall to ruins, "Arrrr five?! Crikey you'll be old enough to sail the seven seas with me soon lass." "You really think so?!" "I do" "Oh thank you Foxy." My voice faltered a bit as I threw myself into his arms for a hug, he wrapped his slender, soft arms around me and I nestled my face into his chest to get cosy. He smelt nice, like newly bought linen. I wished the dream would stop there, but it didn't. Just then there was a gasp from my 'mother' I turned round to the cake to notice the white was slowly being stained pink from the inside out, then it started pulsating as if whatever was inside wanted to get out, desperately. "Foxy, I'm scared." I said trying to nestle back into the comfort of his arms, but this time he didn't smell like fresh linen, this time he smelt like decay itself. I looked up to see a different face, his eyes were the colours of cesspools with pale yellow gunk around the rims, his mouth frothed slightly at the corners and his fur was a washed out burgundy and all matted and torn revealing bits of his exoskeleton underneath. I shrieked and fell back into my chair before hearing a low rumbling, I turned around to the cake just as the top exploded, spraying everyone in a mix of icing, blood and flesh, there, covered in cake and her own organs, stood Lara. I glanced back at Foxy to see his head twitching, his lower jaw unhinged and fell to the floor, causing a small, slimy lump to land in the lap of my pink skirt. It was a mass of hair, blood and brain matter with a little 'Happy Birthday' flag sticking out of the top.

I sat up in bed suddenly, gasping for air. "Oh my god." I said in an exasperated tone. I felt around my bedsheets to check if I was actually awake when I noticed something, they were damp. I threw the duvet back to find my whole body covered in a cold sweat, however, when I checked my plaid pyjama shorts I realised what this 'cold sweat' might actually be...