Bright Lights A FNAF Story
It was dark that night. When I went looking for work. My roommate in college recently passed. I never got to see his body though. As I walked down the street I slowly began piecing the facts together. He never did like to follow the rules. That still didn't explain anything. I wonder if because of thi- I got cut off. I was propelled backwards by a stupendous force. As I got over the pain in my head I glanced around. I was still moving backwards. I was being dragged. I couldn't break the grip of who was holding me. On one attempt I cut my palm open. Something sharp was there. This continued for another few yards. I was suddenly jerked left then tossed on my chest.
"Thinking can b-be dangerous." A strange inhuman voice said. I was still in pain but managed to stand and face the voice. All I was met with were two yellow-orange eyes. Wait, they're glowing...That's not moonlight, they are legitimately glowing. I tried to focus on any details I could. I kept my right hand on my phone. The thing stepped closer. Making a metallic clang and a screech of scraping metal. I took a step back. I began to dial 911.
"Now h-here's the thing." It said as it dashed toward me, ripping the phone out of my hand and crushing it violently. It lifted me off the ground with it's other hand. No. Not hand, hook. I saw it's face clearly in the moonlight. It had two glowing yellow eyes, a gaping maw, whiskers, strange pointed ears, and sharp teeth. A few were gold.
"Thinking got C-crisom killed…" It said it's mouth open and staying there. Not moving up and down.
"How the fuck!?" I yelled. "Help! Psycho! HELP!" I screamed. It punched me hard in the side of the head. Then tossed me into a pile of garbage bins. It dashed away inhumanly fast, leaving me with one thing. The question of how the hell he knows my fucking roommate.