I knew what was rushing through my veins. It wasn't fear. It was hope. I don't know why but I think it was Spring Bonnie. That horrible Rabbit was giving me hope. Huh! So when I woke up, I wasn't afraid! The fear was gone. It was gone. In the back of my mind I knew I could die. I didn't want to die. But I ignored it. Hope is much stronger then fear. Someone evil taught me that. Weird huh? I mean I don't have anyone in here that talks to me but him! Wow! I slide off the bed and was ready for action. I ran to the first door, flash light in hand shined it. Yikes, there was a big yellow robot, razor sharp teeth and a cupcake? Huh! I still wasn't afraid. I ran across the room and opened the other door. Suddenly I heard a shuffle from the middle of the room. The closet!
I slowly walked up to it. The crunching footsteps stopped from outside. Good. I opened the door.
"AHHHHH!" I screaned falling backwards onto the floor.
An animal! A rabid beast! Sharp teeth, sharper then swords or knifes! I knew I needed to shut the door. I quickly scrambled to my feet and closed the door shut. I breathed out. The animal was red, that's all I remember. It was like....they were all like.....the scary animals! With the teeth! They were like, they are like my stuffed animals! Exactly, just not warm and soft. They were sharp, hard!
I sighed, I had to check. I had too! I opened it. A red arm was visible, a silver shiny hook handing down, replacing the paw or hand. What ever it was. I closed it, that hook could spear through my whole entire body! I pressed my back against it, gulped and swallowed.
I need to open it once more. I pulled it open and sitting in the closet was him! The red stuffed animal! I smiled and was about to touch it when I heard the crunching footsteps to the right. I sighed, rolling my eyes and ran towards the door. Opened it. I heard the harsh breathing and pulled the door shut. I waited, listened and watched. It stopped. Good! I raced to the other side, listening for the footsteps. I peered down the hallway.
"The bed!" I suddenly cried.
Pulling the door shut, running backwards towards the bed and looking. 6 of the best robots opened and closed their mouths. I knew their weakness. I laughed as I shined my light at them. They froze then dove under the bed. I then looked up at the clock.
6:00!
"Nicely done!" I told myself.
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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...
