My fear cripples me.. Daddy doesn't understand it. My friends ridicule me for it. My brother fuels it. He wears the mask of that which haunts my dreams. Most don't understand my fear for them. Those dancing, singing animatronics. But I feel something.. They're watching me. He's watching me. Daddy tries to help. I love him, but he just doesn't understand. He thinks there's a cure, as if this is all in my head. No! Those monsters are alive! My brother.. He taunts me. Tortures me. Mocks me. Forever chasing me with the mask. Hiding in my own home, the only place I thought I'd be safe. He springs just when I believe that I am in the clear. Why? Why does he hate me? Will I forever be victimized by him? [FNAF 4 Fanfiction] [Backstory for the Bite of '87 victim] [Theme Song: "Tomorrow is Another Day" by Stagged] [NOTE: This is not aimed to follow the oh-so confusing FNAF storyline exactly, it's just my theory (that I know is no where near from being canon.)] [Disclaimer: I do not own any art included in this novel or any part of Five Nights at Freddy's]