My eyes opened. I was expecting my room but instead I was in a hallway. A long narrow hallway with blue walls, a wooden floor and three doors on each side wall. I'm the middle was a baby wooden chair.
I was sitting with a flashlight in front of my feet on top of a white x. It was quite dark and I could only see stuff because the flashlight was on. I picked it up and flickered it off. I heard a foot scamper and I shined it back on. I gasped. Sitting in the wooden chair was a little yellow, dirty rabbit. His ears crooked and his eyes bulging. He was about the size of me but a little bit shorter. His mouth was open and tick-tack sized white pointy teeth stuck out. He wasn't as scary as the foxy that jumped out from the tv but it was still frightening."Hi there." I muttered.
"Hi hi." Said the bunny.
"You can speak?" I wasn't surprised much actually.
"What do you think?" He snapped placing his robotic hands on his lap and started wiggling his feet.
"Wanna play a game?" He suddenly said happily leaning towards me.
"Uh....sure?" I shrugged.
"Ok, I'm Plushtrap. What shall I call it?" He thought for a moment.
"Fun with Plushtrap!" He screamed happily.
I almost wanted to back up.
Plushtrap noticed me flinch."Are you scared of me?" He jumped off the chair and landed right in front of me.
"N-n-no." I stuttered.
"Hehe!" He giggled.
"How is the game played?" I tried to switch the topic.
"Ok, your interested. What you are going to do is turn on your flashlight. I will sit in that chair..." He spun around and pointed as if it would run away.
"And you will turn it off. I will run through these doors. You will turn it on every once and a while to see if Im on that!"
He pointed to the white x in front of me.
"What happens if I don't?" I crossed my arms.
"I kill you!" He giggled as if it was some joke I wasn't in on.
"What?!" I gasped.
He just nodded fast. I felt sweat trickle down my face, mixed with tears.
"What happens if I win?" I gulped.
"I'll let you sleep for an extra two hours!"
"Lights off!' Plushtrap giggled.
I gulped and flickered the lights off. I heard scampering across the floor and halted my instinct to flip the switch. I waited for awhile, I think at least. Then I heard a little breath from somewhere in front of me and I flickered the light on and standing over the X was Plushtrap who giggled.
"Nice one kiddo!" He squealed.
"Thanks." I muttered nervously.
"But next time, I won't go so easy on you." He cackled.
Before I was able to answer is laughs started to vanish and fog spread up from the floor as usual and I let myself fall into the mist.
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Five Nights at Freddys 4
HorrorAfter the very first location, Nick a 4 year old wakes up on a Sunday night with no memory of his past life. The only thing triggering his memory are his five stuffed animals. During his week he learns that birthday party is on Friday at Fred-bears...