A/N: Hi, everyone! I've decided to try to finish this story before updating any of my other stories because I'm just really enjoying making this kind of fanfic and, from the few people that reviewed, (:/) you all seem to be enjoying this as well.. Anyway, enjoy!

P.S: BTW, I'm in need of a beta reader. See author's note at end of story for details!

Chapter 3: The Reuniting….?

Alice opened her eyes and sat up as she tried to comprehend what just happened. She blinked a couple of times to try to get used to the darkness of the room around her. She had just been murdered by a mysterious man in purple and now was sitting alone in a room (or what she thought was a room).The room was pitch black, but Alice could still see everything as if it was a very sunny day.

Alice stood up and started to look around. She could see no object or living being in sight. Just blackness as far as the eye can see.

Suddenly, Alice heard a familiar sound: the sound of someone crying. She looked around franticly to try to find the source of the sobbing but saw nothing, so she decided to follow the sound instead.

She followed the sound east (or what she thought was east), until she saw something in the distance: a person. A friend.

It was Cris, but he looked…older. His hair was now a tangled web of brown, his face skin had darkened a bit, and he looked taller. However, he still wore the same clothes he had worn on that day. ('No!' Alice told herself, 'Don't think about that!') He was sitting on the ground sobbing, with "Psychic Friend Fredbear" sitting beside him.

The sight of seeing Cris like this hurt Alice. She didn't want him to cry. She wanted to cheer him up, do something to help him, but, as she advanced towards him, she found that there was some kind of barrier separating them. She banged against the barrier, but couldn't force herself through it.

All of the sudden, Alice heard a voice as a cold wind blew by. A ghostly figure in a white mask appeared. "Welcome to Purgatory, little one."

Little one. She hated being called that.

"You seem stressed. What ever is the matter?" The figure inquired as it moved closer.

"My friend…." Alice responded to the mysterious individual as she pointed to Cris, who was still sobbing on the other side of the barrier.

"Ah…., so you're Cris's friend that he's spoken so much about. Alice, is it?"

Alice simply nodded her head.

"Yes. We have much to talk about," it stated in its wispy voice. The figure spawned a table, two chairs, and two cups of tea out of thin air. "Come. Sit."

Alice somehow felt like she could trust this strange individual. She took one of the seats as the mystery person(?) took the other. The figure handed her a cup of tea as it started explaining.

"Now, I suppose you'd like to know why you're here, what this place is, and why you cannot get to you're friend. Is that correct?"

Alice nodded again.

"Well, this is Purgatory: a land where lost or avengeful spirits are stuck until they either find the way out, or get revenge on their killers. You, your friend over there, and your other three friends, are currently stuck here because you seek revenge on your killer. So am I. In fact, the man that killed you is also the man that killed me- Oh, excuse me! Im getting sidetracked! Anyway, the only way out for you is to kill your killer, but most murder victims never are able to get revenge, they just stay here forever until their spirits eventually disappear from existence."

"Wait, what is Cris doing here? He wasn't murdered. He just-," Alice stopped because she didn't want to remember that day.

"Well, the thing is, he wasn't supposed to be here, but when he saw that you had been murdered, he begged to stay in Purgatory; 'to possibly be able to see Alice again' he'd said. I think he'd mentioned needing to tell you something important."

"Really? What did he need to tell me?"

"I haven't the slightest idea. Anyway, for why you can't reach him, he is currently in a state of contemplation about his former life on Earth. I put an invisible barrier around him so he would not be interrupted. If he is interrupted, there is a possibility he could lose some, if not all, of his memories."

"Oh….."

"He will be done in due time, but until then, the barrier will allow no one to get to him.

End

Sorry for the short chapter, guys! I don't feel very motivated at the moment.

A/N: Im in need of a Beta Reader that can read my rough drafts and give me tips/help me with ideas for my fanfictions. Please PM me if you are interested!

Until next time, this is JohnOfOnett! Goodbye!