Chapter 2: Pure Black Eyes
It had only been four days since his death. Scott had never felt more alone. No one could see him. No one could hear him. They couldn't even feel him. It was as if he wasn't even there at all. Why was he still there? He was already dead. Fading away had to have been better than what he was going through right now.
Time passed. Soon, it was another Monday evening. The silly performances from the animatronics, his murderers, seemed to last forever. Then, the manager made an announcement that they were closing and the customers cleared the building. Only the staff remained.
One of the security guards let out a sigh of relief and began to stretch. Scott paid close attention to the man. The two had known each other for a long time. They went to the same high school and were good friends. They even dropped out and applied for this job together.
The security guard started to head towards the door. That was when their boss stopped him. "Mr. Edison."
The man stopped. He turned and gave a forced smile. "You can call me Maxwell, you know. What's up, Jonesy?"
The boss frowned. "I would prefer if you would address me as Mr. Jones. But that's not the issue here," He paused. "Do you know anything about what happened to Scott?"
Maxwell frowned. "No. All I know is that he went missing last Thursday."
Mr. Jones narrowed his eyes. "Are you sure?"
Maxwell's smile reappeared and he crossed his arms over his chest. "Would I ever lie to you?"
The manager stared at Maxwell for a long moment. Scott waited for his reply. That was when he saw something out of the corner of his eye. It only came across as a mix of black and white. When he turned, there was nothing there. Just an empty hallway.
"Okay. I believe you. But I need someone to take his place. I hope you realize that. You have a good night, Maxwell."
"Yeah, you have a good night too!" Maxwell said. Once he was gone, his smile quickly faded. "Trust me once in a while, will you?"
Maxwell sighed before whispering Scott's name. He cursed under his breath. Then, he turned and began to walk out of the restaurant.
Scott let out a small gasp. "No, wait…"
He knew that he couldn't possibly get his attention. But he just couldn't stand the idea of losing his best friend. He got in front of Maxwell. "Max, look at me! I'm right here!"
The other employee walked right through him. As a spirit, Scott couldn't feel much of anything. That moment was different. Icy chills went up his spine. But he quickly recovered. Maxwell had the door open and he was already halfway outside.
Scott reached out. "Wait, Max!"
The door shut behind him. Scott stood there in stunned silence. His arm went down. Tears were welling up in his eyes, but he wiped them off with his sleeve.
Scott checked the time. It was almost midnight. The lights would go out soon. That meant the animatronics would go into free roaming mode. Scott knew that they couldn't do anything to him now. But that didn't mean that he wasn't afraid.
Scott ran to the backstage. His spirit went through the closed door. Once he was sure that he would be safe, he started to think about what happened with Maxwell.
The former guard sighed. He had spent the past four days trying to talk to anyone who would listen. It turned out that he couldn't get help from anyone. He had to find his own way out of here.
Just then, Scott heard the door open. He turned. Bonnie stood at the doorway. The purple bunny slowly walked inside. After walking briskly for a few seconds, he stopped. Scott could only wonder what the animatronic was thinking as he stared at his dead body.
The former guard was only afraid for a split second. Then, he remembered. He was dead. Bonnie wouldn't be able to see him. Right?
The bunny turned. He was looking straight at him. Bonnie walked towards him. As Scott backed away, Bonnie only came closer. Then, he held his arm out. The rabbit hesitated. Then, he attempted to grab Scott. His hand went straight through.
The former guard pulled away. Bonnie could actually see him!? How was that even possible? He shouldn't be able to do this! He was just a robot after all.
The bunny looked at Scott incredulously. Scott backed away. "B-Bonnie…S-Stay away from me."
Bonnie didn't move. Scott though he saw sympathy in those magenta eyes, but he pushed the thought aside. "I said stay away! You've already taken my life! What else do you want from me?"
Bonnie turned. This time, he ran away. He didn't even bother to shut the door. Scott sat down on the floor. He buried his hands in his face. Bonnie had always scared him the most. He was innocent during the day. But he always appeared in Scott's nightmares with sharp teeth and claws. What was he supposed to do now that Bonnie saw him?
Small footsteps were heard in the distance. Scott was too scared to think about lifting his hands. His body trembled as the footsteps came closer and closer. Then, they stopped. Just like that night, Scott could feel someone watching him.
He slowly lifted his hands and looked. It was only a young boy. He looked to be about five years old. For the most part, he had the appearance of a normal child. Except for his eyes. They weren't like anything Scott had ever seen. The irises were completely black. The pupils were small and milky white. They reminded Scott of a demon.
Scott backed away from the boy. He offered a friendly smile. "It's okay. I'm not going to hurt you. I promise."
Scott's eyes widened. "Y-You can see me?"
The boy nodded. "We've been watching you for quite a while now. The others think that you're a threat, but I know that you're good," He offered his hand to Scott. "I'm Simon."
Scott was confused by the gesture. He had never seen children shake hands before. Still, this was the first time that anyone has spoken to him in days. He shook his hand. "H-Hello. My name is Scott."
Simon let go of his hand. Then, he sighed. "I'm so sorry. I never meant for this to happen. I hope you can forgive me."
Scott was confused. "For what? It was the animatronics who..." Scott froze. He pressed his hands on Simon's shoulders. "Listen, Simon. You need to go. Right now!"
Simon blinked. "How come?"
Right. He was just a kid. He didn't know what happened at night. Still, Scott didn't see any point in lying to him. This was a matter of life or death after all. "Well, you may not understand this yet, but it's the animatronics. If they see you at night, they'll mistake you for..."
"An endoskeleton without its costume on."
Scott gasped. "How did you…?" He shook his head. "You know what? It doesn't matter. You just have to get out of here! If they see you at night, then they will kill you!"
Simon frowned. "But that's the thing though. How do you kill someone who's already dead?"
A/N: This is for guest Qwerty1020 for leaving a review and encouraging me to write another chapter. And thanks to those who followed the story! It might seem a bit slow at first, but it will get better.
Also, summer break just started for me, so I have plenty of free time on my hands! Plenty of time to write and upload new chapters. So, stay tuned for that!
EDIT: And this chapter has been rewritten! Did you get the reference?
-Colorful and Free