A/N: No one saved me. I've been on a FNAF craze lately and have decided to write a short story from the PoV of the child that cries outside the diner in the minigame "Take Cake to the Children".
Disclaimer: I do not own Five Nights at Freddy's.
I watched the others through the window by the door, jumping up and down as Freddy gave all of them cake. Why couldn't I get cake? Why did they lock me outside?
I pounded on the door. "Let me in! Let me in!" I cried, but they couldn't hear me. Freddy was singing and no one was looking my way. They were too happy, cheering and having fun.
A car rolled up and I turned around to see a man stepping out of the driver's seat. He grinned at me, a wide smile showing all of his teeth and his eyes pinning me in my place. I just stood there. Should I run?
Then he looked through the window as well. "You want you have fun?" he asked.
I nodded. Maybe he could open the door. Maybe he could let me inside so I could get cake from Freddy too.
But instead he pulled a long knife out of his pocket, his bright purple shirt reflected in the shiny blade. "How about a different kind of fun?"
I screamed and pounded on the door. "Let me in!" I cried, tears streaming down my face.
The purple man grabbed my neck and drew his knife across my throat before throwing me to the ground. My screams became gurgled as I bled onto the sidewalk. I couldn't breathe, my vision was fading.
I heard the cheering turn to angry screams. "We want cake! We want cake!". People were coming towards the door. The purple man got back in his car and drove off.
There was a woman's scream but it was too late. No one saved me.