"Wake up…."

"Wake up."

"Wake up!"

My eyes shoot open. I'm sitting against cold wall. I can't move.

"Good morning sunshine," a face stares down at me. It's all white with black eyes and a creepy smile. Streaks of purple go down from it's eyes to it's smile.

I try to talk but… I can't.

"I see you're having trouble speaking. Don't worry, you will be able to soon." The slender bodied person moves up slowly.

"The name's Jack Box, but just call me Jack." It peers down as it talks, that creepy smile still on its face.

It motions for me to stand up. I try at least; I move up, but clank back down.

A frown settles on it's face. "Get up!" it yells. I stand up without control.

What just happened?!

I try to talk again, but fail. "Oh by the way, you can talk now." It's laughs and I try to talk, and I can!

"Whaaa…" that's all I said when I tried. My voicebox wasn't good anymore. "W-w-who are you-u-u?" I repeated almost every syllable uncontrollably.

"Hmm…" it peered at me. "You need a voicebox fix… and I already told you my name." Jack waved his hand and started walking.

"Follow me." It chimed. Did I have a choice?

We both sauntered down a hallway, me right behind Jack. "W-w-where are we g-g-going?" I asked, my voice crackling. "To my box," is all Jack replied.

We continued down that hall until we came to a corroder. "Come, come." Jack waved for me to follow. I had no choice yet again.

We walked in front of a blue and red box. I peered inside.

Something was inside, something metal. I looked inside more. Was it was a metal body? I couldn't tell. "It's an endoskeleton," A whisper came from beside me. "What's inside you…" A soft poke at my side.

"I-I-Inside of m-me?" I asked.

"Yes, partly."

"Partly-y?"

"Yes."

"How?"

A big sigh and shuffling came from beside me.

"You were alive once. Remember Mr. Fazbear, the girl that turned your endoskeleton on, the night guard, the intruder in the Parts and Service? They are all alive. You were once a night guard too. Someone…" a pause. "Someone stuffed you." Jack finished.

"S-stuffed?" I ask.

"Into this suit." Another poke.

"But…" The memories came flooding back once more. "H-he! H-h-he was s-stuffed wasn't h-he?!" I almost fell back, but Jack caught me.

It set me down and nodded.

"So… if I-I was stuffed, and I'm…" I searched for the right word. "A-alive-"

"No, no. You're not alive." Jack gestured at me. "Your soul is."

Well. That was a cliffhanger. Oh well. Chapter 15 up soon guys! :D