An ominous night, and he awakens within an empty house. He strides through the rooms, watching, waiting, but there is no one to accompany him, no light to pay him comfort, and no plan to bid his escape. The walls are dusty and bare, and he is unable to recognize them. Photographs remain empty. Scratches cover the faces of who used to exist. An entity has brought him, and it has disappeared as quickly as he begins to hear the ringing. Fragments of the sound illuminate the dark halls. He visions a masked man, one with pride and boredom, but his imagination runs too wild. The masked man approaches, and his apparition comes to life. He raises a knife above his head. The man stands behind the creaky door and lights a match, framing the darkness of the hallway as he asks, "Why must the noise be so quiet?" The wind replies with a song. The window is sick of the sound. The masked man conceals an inner smile and whispers to himself. He lowers the knife. A clock on the wall reverses his memory, and the hour reverts to midnight. The house is silent. -+- I do not give doc truyen or any individual, website, organization, server, etc. the right to reproduce, post, publish, steal, etc. my stories and ideas.

THIS IS A SEQUEL TO MY STORY 'VINCENT X READER (CUTE NEW NIGHTGUARD)' SO IF YOU HAVEN'T READ THE FIRST BOOK THIS ONE WILL BE VERY CONFUSING AND HAVE LOTS OF SPOILERS!! (Warning: Spoilers below) Ever since Vincent's death you've been miserable, not eating nor bothering to step past the barrier between your room and the rest of the world. However, when a surprise phone call comes through at night, you are offered another job at a Fazbear establishment. Your heart screams no, but your mind says yes, wanting release of all the memories. So in a frantic attempt to rid the pain, you accept the job, now taking the title 'NIGHTGUARD AT FAZBEAR'S FRIGHT'. Who knew a simple urban horror attraction could hold so many BROKEN MEMORIES.