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I slowly open my eyes to the sight of a very tight, metal room. I'm sitting down, so I get up. But when I get up, I feel something… strange. Like a huge weight are on my shoulders. No, on my entire body. I get up, rubbing my head, but when I do, I notice something different.

These are not my hands; These are Chica's.

I scream, but not like a regular, girly scream. Like, even higher-pitched than that, if that's even possible. I stumble back from both surprises and fall back. Somehow, my head still hurts.

All around, I see 4 animatronics; Bonnie, Freddy, Foxy, and the golden suit the man used to murder us. I sit, trying to gather my senses.

30 minutes of silence pass before the Bonnie wakes up. I slowly back up, wondering if it's going to kill me.

But, when Bonnie opens his mouth, I hear Tommy's voice. "Wha… What the shit?" He tries to get up.

The voice feels like it's in my mind. Nevertheless, I try to respond by actually talking. "T-Tommy?"

Bonnie backs up a little on the floor, and points his purple finger at me, "H-How do you know my name!? Why am I here!? This some sort of a nightmare, ain't it?" He tries to make up more excuses.

"Tommy, Tommy, it's me, Nat." I try to calm him down. He stops crawling back and stares at me.

After a few seconds of silence, he opens his mouth once more. "This must be a dream… I mean, I-I can't be murdered… c-can I?"

"I remember it too. If we both had the same 'dream', then it's real. We're dead, I think, which is confusing," I ponder.

"Oh yeah? Then how am I speaking? And how are you Chica, huh?"

"Tommy, look down at yourself."

Frowning, he looks down and sees purple. He screams the same scream I did. He covers his mouth. "I-I'm… Bonnie?"

I nod. "And I'm Chica. Let's try to be calm, and wait for…" I don't know what to say after that. It's possible that Mason and Blake are animatronics now, too. But it's also possible only Tommy and I are now animatronics.

"Well, I guess we'll just wait to find out who we're 'waiting' for," He says in a mocking voice, crossing his arms and looking to the side.

I try to pull the finger, but then I realize I can't.

We sit there in silence, in our own thoughts, before Blake wakes up. He has the same reaction; Screaming like a higher pitched scream of a girl, looking at his hook, and then the patch slowly coming down towards his eye.

"You mean… You guys got the dream that you got murdered, too?"

"Apparently, it ain't a dream," Tommy spits, specifically at me. "Me and Nat, over there, got the same vision. I think it's real."

"Th-Then, how are we talking?"

"We dunno," I respond to the Foxy suit.

He falls to a silent weep. We can hear him, but we don't try to stop him. To be honest, I'm trying to be strong. I want to cry want now. And so does Tommy, I think.

Eventually, Mason wakes up in the Freddy suit. Same scream, same reaction, same questions.

"Why am I here?" "What is this?" "Who did this?" Stuff like that.

After we all answered for him, he puts his brown finger on his chin. He looks up to the sky, then down at us. "Well obviously, if we all have the same 'dream', there's two things that could've happened; one of us, most likely me, is having a dream right now." Suddenly, he puts his hands on his forehead and starts moving them.

He stops, then looks at the ground. "But I thought lucid dreaming was…" He stammered.

"What?" Tommy asks, looking at Mason. "You kidding me? I'm the one dreaming here, I actually have a conscience thinking right now?"

But, I do too. I have a thinking brain. "Well, guys…" I start. "We all think that we're the one dreaming, correct?" We all nod. "Well, let's try to imagine something. Close your eyes, everybody."

Everyone does before me, and I imagine a chicken bawking and hopping around. However, when I open my eyes, no chicken. "No one? Okay, so no one's dreaming.. Fre-, er, Mason, what's your second idea?"

"M-My second one…" He stammers. "Is that we're actually stuck in the animatronics."

Silence fills the room as we consider this. I mean, it's possible, but we were killed, weren't we? What, did our souls possess them? I don't know…

"Well," Mason lights up. "Least we can do now is explore." We all nod in unison.

As we all sloppily get up and leave the room, Tommy stops in his place. Since I'm in front of him, I look back at him to see the back of a purple bunny, staring at the golden freddy suit.

"You think…" He whispers to me. "Think there's someone in there?" He walks out.

"Well," I walk with him, "Who do ya think it is?"

"Well, there could be Mike…" My heart dropped at that exact sentence. I could imagine it; Mike is so fragile that he could be murdered by one slice.

"N-No, there's gotta be s-someone else…"

"Well, there was that homeless girl that unlocked the door…" Tommy ponders.

I shake my head. Now don't get me wrong, it's tragic, but I'd rather her die then Mike. Mike has so much to live for. I hope he doesn't put his life in danger one day…

Anyways, I hear a "Guys, over here!" from Mason. We all walk over there and notice a big, pink and white box. Slowly, a marionette pops up and we all step back a little, even Tommy, which is surprising.

"Wh-Why'd you lead us here, Mason?" Blake whispers.

"Well," Mason begins. "Ain't it look like a robot, like us, I guess?"

It then looks straight at Mason and says, "That's because I'm not."

So yeah! Chapter 2! Once again, PLEASE leave a review, but it isn't required. Chapter 3 up soon! Hopefully this isn't too short for you all :)