The nightmare
This is my first story to be brought to life so I hope you enjoy! Let me know what you think in the comments because I will read them… I just may not care a whole lot for the ass hattery that shall be mixed with the constructive. Anyways, enjoy!
I was amongst the crowd of children, ecstatic for the upcoming concert about to be performed when an unusually goofy and forced voice whispered
"Come with me kiddies! I will show you where Freddy and friends go to rest up before their shows!"
to a small group of children. Oddly enough, these children felt familiar… Gabriel? No… it was gabby. The little brunette girl with the Sunday dress whose smile was as bright as her charisma amongst the others… Susie was similar, except she was blond and was quite shy in comparison. Jemma was wearing a bright blue bow and was bouncy like a lil bunny, while frizz was in her usual red plaid dress and had donned a permanent pirate accent that she got from too much Pirates of the Caribbean. One seemed to be missing from the group, but her name is fuzzy… as I recognized these people, I noticed that the yellow bunny was the one who had spoken. Against my gut feeling of foreboding, curiosity had pulled me with them as we followed this oddly distorted yellow bunny into a grey imposing metal door next to the stage. Inside, the room was like a workshop with bits and pieces of suits, while Freddy and his friends were collapsed on the ground, lifeless. When that little voice finally got through to me-telling me to run, the door had slammed shut and a bolt screeched closed. The room, poorly lit as it was, seemed to be flickering between a clean grey workspace, and a rustic chamber with tables of chipped overused blades and pools of old blood amassed near drains- screams echo off the walls filled of hatred and torment. Panicked, I spin around only to find the yellow bunny gone, and a looming purple shadow in its place. In a deep soft voice, the shadow explains,
"This is my happy place, where I spend my time giving little children some quality time with Freddy and the gang. Your friends are already playing with their favorites as we speak."
the room had finally settled with the dungeon, and as I hesitantly look over my shoulder I realize. Those screams belonged to my friends who were slowly being compacted into the animatronics. Squished in by the shadow and slowly being crushed by the endoskeleton as the spring locks loosen, their bones groan and splintered while screams of agony caterwaul out, and the metal bodies leak long ribbons of blood. frozen by the horrid sight, I was unable to dodge his grasp when the purple shadow had captured me and hoisted me up, preparing me for the next colorful metal tomb.
"this suit is currently under maintenance but was soon gonna debut as Vincent, the story telling wolf. He is much higher tech than the other 5 but I'm sure you will just fit. Right. IN!"
trapped in his grip, I could only uselessly struggle and watch as he brought me closer to a tall grey wolf with his mouth open, inviting the young meal.
"he, being newer, has to be entered a different way… his mouth usually stretches wider for these circumstances but he is under maintenance, so you will just hafta make do!"
in a sudden heave, I'm lifted high and shoved into his half open mouth, screaming and being lacerated by his long pointed teeth, crying as the bones and skin scrape under the pressure and lack of space. Frustrated, the purple shadow adds more weight to his efforts, and my arm which had still dangled outside the maw was torned from its place on my side, ripping a blood curdling scream from me. Finally satisfied, he pressed an obscure button on the metal shell, triggering the spring locks to slowly squeeze out my life.
"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MY FRIENDS?!"
a voice distorted by static rang out over the pain and the wicked chuckle of the shadow. Managing to see through the rigid teeth of my coffin, I spot a flickering form standing across the way from the shadow. It flashed between a golden Freddy and… and a small black-haired girl. As my vision fades and senses shut down, she runs and reaches out to me. In her slow motion, I remember… she was like the big sister of the group. Her name was Cassidy. With that final realization, my bones give way and the exoskeleton takes my place in the wolf, leaving me a puddle to be drained from the grave machine.
This intro is a bit gruesome but it is the introduction for what is to come. It will most likely be less gory but no less immersive. I will be sending out the next chapter almost immediately after this to get the story moving so please be patient. Thanks for reading!