He didn't know if he was hallucinating or if it was real but he knew he saw it. He thought he was just imaginations but he also knew that he wasn't blind. He turned around and saw it sprinting across his window again but this time he recognized the figure. He knew by its faint yellow shine and it's deadly stare that it was spring trap. He sighed and breathed heavily because he didn't know what to do. He ran to one of the windows hoping that he wasn't there but he thought wrong, spring trap was at the other side of the street. A car came by covering his sight of spring trap then he was gone. He turned around and walked to the middle of the room then he yelled "What do you want!?" He didn't get an answer. He yelled again but this time he heard a loud sharp thud coming from the kitchen of his house
He ran all the way to the kitchen from bedroom but what all he found was nothing. Everything was still clean and organized until he spun around to see what's behind him. Then he saw it, spring trap. The animatronic that is threatening to kill him was in his house. He rummaged through the door. He kept running and running. He stumbled when he reached the side walk but he immediately stood up. He continued to run across the road until a car went swooping by. He got swept by the car and tripped. He fell and hit his head first then he went unconscious.
He had a dream again but he saw the purple guy's death again except he was seeing this in first person view. When the purple guy was surrounded he felt his panic. The purple guy breathed heavily not knowing what to do then the guy ran into the suit. He felt his pain, each stab the spring locks did. It was a full body bear trap. He tried to yell but he was in the purple guy's body so nothing was heard from him. The purple guy bursted blood everywhere. He thought he was dead then he woke up.
He wasn't in the dream no more. He couldn't feel any pain that the dream had made him feel. He woke up in a hospital. His vision was a blur. He couldn't see anything proper at first. Everything seemed like as if it was covered up in cyan wrap. As his vision gradually became clearer he saw a person walk in the room as he got closer his vision became clearer. He saw the doctor coming in to probably ask questions.
"Oh it's you again." The doctor answered disappointedly. "The last time you visited the hospital we thought you had schizophrenia." The doctor continued. The doctor kept talking about the injuries he took until he was interrupted.
"Doc what is that" he said pointing at the pair of demonic looking eyes peeking through the window blinds. But when the doctor spun around he saw nothing.
"Your probably 'imagining' again" the doctor replied. He sighed knowing that nobody is going to understand what he gone through.
He gone out of the hospital with a sling on his left arm. He walked home as he stared at the ground as if he have already given up completely. He walked home and when he got there he tried to sleep except he couldn't spleep.