Hello everyone! MindscapeGuide here with my first story, I have been a reader of fanfiction for a long while and finally decide to give a try and create my own story for all you to read, hope you enjoy it!

This story is some what base in FNaF but just some animatronics and concepts are similar to the original work, everything else comes from my mind, now without more delay, the story.

Pain, all you can feel is pain.

"Wake up."

You can't see, you can't hear, you can't feel.

"You need to wake up."

Suddenly, everything stops.

You see… darkness every way, you hear silence around you, you feel… being in a metal bed?

"You must escape before they find you."

You get up from the bed and try to see what is around you, but is just too dark.

You try to remember, why are you here? Where are you? Who are you? And why aren't you freaking out more for this?

Nothing comes to your mind.

The darkness begins to fade little by little your vision adjusting to the lack of light. What you see around doesn't help you to understand where you are, here are machines all around –monitors, computers and many more- the walls look old and here's dust everywhere… How long have you been here?

It seems like your bed was connected to one of the monitors and on the floor you can see a lot of cables, maybe… maybe they were connected to you? You shiver in that thought and begin to search your body looking for any place where you could connect those cables, but you can't find anything, your skin is smooth without any imperfection it feel a little cold and pale but maybe is for been here for so long, and on your head you can't feel any problem either, two eyes, two ears, one mouth, one nose and your long hair that reach your shoulders, it's color is… black? Is too dark to tell.

Regardless of where you are or why, finding an exit seems like the best choice at the moment.

You begin to look for a door, even with your eyes getting used to the dark is quite a difficult task until you notice that one part of the wall seems a little bit lighter than the rest, like if something were in that place before and was move… like that big shelf full of books at the side, maybe there is the door!

You get closer to the shelf and begin to push… is actually easier than what you were expecting, with just a few steps you could see that in fact here was a door behind the shelf! You can't help but feel excited, finally an exit! Who knows what is outside this room? In fact to feel so happy that you simple push the shelf with all your strength sending it again the other wall crashing and sending books and parts of the shelf everyway… oops?

Oh well, it's not like they were being used anyway so is alright, probably. One of the books that fell by your feet calls your attention, the cover have written "How to repair your animatronic for Dummies" and you don't what but something in that tittle make you feel very, very angry… and sad.

You try to ignore that and go for the door, why would anyone move the shelf in that place anyway? Were they trying to keep something out? Suddenly going out doesn't feel like a good idea anymore.

Wait, if someone put that shelf there to block the exit, should they be here with you? Or here's another exit that you could find? Maybe you were the one that move it?

"Uggh!"

Here are just too many questions! Ok, ok, you can do this, find out where you are, why and more importantly, who are you, and your answers are behind that door, or at least you hope so.

You put your hand on the handle of the door and push it… just to find out that is close.

"…Oh come on!" You can't help but yell. "All this for nothing!?" in your frustration you hit the door with your fist, the door breaks off its hinges and falls to the other side. You look at your hand in awe. Or this place is falling apart or you're quite strong, well you can worry about that later now that the door is 'open' you can finally what is outside.

Apparently a hallway with many doors all around, you have to admit you were expecting more, here are some words at the sides of the door –Research lab Nº 1, Nº 2 and on and on- it seems you were in the research lab Nº 6… why does it feel like you already knew that?

"Here they come."

Before you could continue that train of thought you begin to hear something in the distance, steps you begin to hear steps, your mind begin to feel with question, here are other people? What are they doing here? Were they the ones that bring you here? Were they friendly?

"You need to run."

You begin to see a shade moving towards you, it was quite tall for a person, when they were getting closer you could notice that they have something weird on their head, it looks like… animals ears? Like a fox.

"You can't win."

For a second you remember something, a party, friends, your family, your sister, but it was just for a second and the next one you forgot everything again, except for one thing, one thing that fill you with terror and rage, you remember an animatronic.

"You can't beat it."

Isn't this one, you can't remember exactly how the one in your memory looks like but you know that it wasn't a fox, but even yet this one make feel the same, fear and hate, you want to fight it, you want to destroy it. You run away.

"Good."

You hate, but the fear, the almost memories you get, everything tells you that can't win, that you need to scape. In the distance you can hear the steps of the monster getting faster and faster, if it can run like this then why didn't do it from the beginning? Was it toying with you!?

"Just keep running and don't look back."

You keep running down the hall passing door after door without stopping to read the labels, until you enter what it looks like a cafeteria, you walk a little when suddenly you fall to your knees even though you weren't tired, this place bring you memories and this time they stay.

You were in a party some years ago… your birthday party, it was in a cafeteria or something similar, here were many kids, lots of decorations and a big cake, your little sister really wanted a piece but mom told her to wait after the main event, everyone were very excite and you too, you had to beg a lot and promise to do many chores but in the end your parents had agree to pay for one of the best things to have in a party, an animatronic.

You don't remember more, but you feel something, guilt, hate, sadness, something happened in the party, in that place, something bad, something horrible and it was the animatronic fault! And yours too.

"Don't."

You get up and begin to walk to the door you use.

"You will die!"

You could hear it, step by step, getting closer and closer, you prepare your fist.

"It will kill you!"

And then it run through the door breaking it from its hinges, for an instant you could see it completely, it looked like a fox but it was taller than a human and move in two legs, it was old and rusty -the rust was almost of the same color of its paint body- its teeth were all very shard fangs and its arms have claws just as horrible, the eyes of the monsters were of a bright green and you could feel that you were nothing more than a prey to it.

It was weird, it was a machine it shouldn't be able to 'feel' and yet, you could see it in its eyes.

For an instant the thought that maybe you had made a mistake pass for your mind… then you punch it.

You don't think that here will ever be a more satisfying view than watch that monster get throw back to the hall way from where it came from, but you weren't finish just yet. Walking to it you could see the damage that your puck cause, its chest plate was cave in and here were some broken cables that send sparks from now and then, it was still 'alive' but it seems that it couldn't move, you could help but smirk.

You keep walking until you were on top of it, you could almost see fear in its eyes, then using your right hand to you hold its chest you begin to pull its head with your left one, you could feel how little by little the metal begin to give up, you start to laugh, you don't have to be afraid you're strong, you're stronger than this abomination, with a last pull to separate its head from the body sending it flying away and 'killing' it. You keep laughing.

"You are a very problematic child."

You were happy, you maybe didn't know where you were, you maybe didn't know who you were, but you could feel why you were here, to destroy these abominations from the face of the earth, and you will do it.