1995, 10 Years Later.

Cassidy's POV:

It has been 10 years since that horrible day at Freddys. Ever since the incident happened Fazbear Entertainment has been trying to cover up what happened. But my parents and my friend's parents have been fighting tooth and nail to get the information of what happened to us out there. Fritz was permanently blinded by the knife wound and now he has to use a cane and a seeing eye dog to get around. Ever since the incident Fritz's father barely lets Fritz leave his house out of fear of something happening to him.

We were able to get a settlement from Fazbear Entertainment though. My family was able to get $270,000. My friends got about the same amount except for Fritz who got more to cover his medical expenses.

My parents have become very overprotective of me since the incident. My mom is constantly calling my school to make sure I'm alright. It drives the office workers crazy. And my dad Almost never lets me outside alone. While it warms my heart to see how much my parents care about me, all their worry has been filling me with anxiety.

Sometimes I just sit in my room crying and thinking back to that day. And in my dreams, I can still see Williams' eyes staring into my soul.

It is raining and I am walking into Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. I have a flashlight. I can hear the sound of my breathing quickening. My hand holding the flashlight is now shaking. The sound of humming fills the pizzeria, and it sounds like it's coming from the back room. I hear my footsteps echo across the room as I walk towards the back room.

As I enter the back room the door shuts behind me! I gasp. I feel as if something is behind me. I feel breathing on the back of my neck, and I turn.

There stood the yellow version of the Bonnie suit that William had on that day. Expect that it looks withered and there appears to be the form of a rotting human inside it.

"Nooo!" I shout but it ignores me. It jumps in my face with an inhuman screech, and everything fades to black.

I wake up screaming in my bed. I am sweating and hyperventilating. I check my alarm clock and discover that it is three in the morning.

Suddenly the door to my room burst open and the frightened figures of my parents appeared.

"Sweetie, what's wrong, we heard a scream!" my mom shouts with worry.

"It's nothing mom, I just had a bad dream." I say while trying to contain my fear. "You can just go back to your room, and I will be fine."

"Are you sure sweetie because we can stay in here if you want." My dad says while coming over to my bedside.

"Dad I'm 18 I don't need you two to stay with me whenever I have a bad dream."

"But sweetie we are just so worried about you"

I now sit up in my bed and look my parent's Strate in their eyes. "Dad, I'm fine."

"Ok but we will be in our room if you need us." my parent's slowly walk to the door. When they get there, they stare at me with uncertainty in their eyes, but they then close the door.

A part of me wishes I asked them to stay. That dream was so real. He was so real. I don't want to ever experience something like that again.

I then look at my alarm clock again hoping my stare will magically make the number read 6 am. I don't want to have to fall back asleep and risk experiencing another dream like that. I don't want to see that familiar animatronic for as long as I live.

I then take a deep breath and lean my head against the pillow. Almost hoping that I wouldn't fall asleep. I was so terrified of that dream that I doubted I would be able to fall back asleep. But against my best wishes sleep overtakes my vision and my eyes slowly close.

I woke up the next morning.

Today is the start of a Monday.

Aw Monday is the fastest day of the week.

Not

I then take a shower and get dressed for the morning. I choose to wear a yellow shirt. Yes, yellow is still my favorite color from when I was a kid don't judge me.

I walk down the stairs to see my parents at the table. They already made me breakfast. I smile. Even though their worry makes me anxious, it still warms my heart to see how much they care.

"Good morning sweetie! We made your favorite breakfast! Pancakes!" my mom shouts.

"Are you feeling any better from last night?" my dad asks. He still looks worried, and it looks like neither my mom or dad got much sleep last night. They must have been up all night worried about me and if I would have another dream. What did I ever do to deserve parent's like them? I don't know how I'll ever be able to repay them for all the worrying they do for me. But I try to show them how much I appreciate it by doing whatever I can to help them when they need me.

"Ya I'm feeling better!" I say while trying to pretend to be happy. The truth is I couldn't feel worse. That dream was just so real, and I still feel its effects on my body. But I couldn't tell my parents the truth and fill their hearts with worry. If they know how bad I feel, then they would insist I stay home. I couldn't let them feel more stressed than they already are.

I then finish breakfast and I get my stuff ready for school. I then wait by the door for my parents to be ready. Ever since the incident my parents have been taking me to school and never letting me out of their sight unless they have too. They even would be homeschooling me if both of them didn't have well-paying jobs.

My parents then come to the door and my dad says with doubt in his eyes "Are you sure you're ok, because we have no problems with letting you stay home."

"I'm fine dad" I say while trying to sound positive.

Me and my parent's then make it to the car, and we head for school. As we drive down the road, I look out the window at the beautiful sunny day. How I feel doesn't represent this day at all.

We then make it to the school, and I steep out of the car.

"Bye sweetie we love you!" my dad calls from the car.

"Have a great day at school!" my mom also chimes in.

As I walk into the school yard, I see Susie's standing by the wall waiting for me. "Hello Cass!" she shouts.

"Hey Susie!" I say while trying to sound happy but she sees straight through me.

"What's wrong Cass? Are you ok?"

"Ya I just had a strange dream last night." I say while staring at the ground.

"What was it about?" Susie says while looking at me with concern in her eyes.

"I don't want to talk about it" I say blankly.

"Cass it's ok you can tell me any-" Susie is cut off mid-sentence by the first school bell.

"Liston, we have to get to class. But you have to tell me later"

I then say with a sense of panic in my voice "Why do you care so much about it?!"

"Because that isn't what friends are for. Now come on, we have to get to class." We then start walking to the building and I turn around and I see that my parents still haven't left the parking lot.

They never leave the parking lot when they drop me off until I get into the building. They don't trust people enough. They are staring at me and watching my every move. As if they think something is about to jump out at me any minute.

I then make it to the building, and I take one last look at my parent's car, and I wave goodbye. Me and Susie then go to the second floor, and we walk into our algebra class. There in the first row is Fritz.

Fritz now has a thin scar where the knife went across his eyes. Susie lets Fritz know where here by saying "Hi Fritz!"

Fritz waves at us and we take our seats in the desks next to him.

"So how were your weekends!" Fritz says in an energetic voice.

"Mine was great Fritz! But Cass had a bad dream last night" Fritz looks concerned at Susie's words and he says, "Cass are you ok?"

"Ya I'm fine I just don't want to talk about it" I say slightly annoyed.

"We can talk as soon as school is over." Fritz says.

Man, why do I have such good friends!

Our teacher Mr. Smith walks in, and he takes a seat at his desk.

"Well class I hope you had a nice weekend! Now it is time to start off the week with some algaroba! What could be more fun?!" Mr. Smith says jokingly.

Some kinds in the back of the class groan. But I smile. I like Mr. Smith. He is a good teacher. I just hope this school day can take my mind off that bad dream. I then take my pencil and start working on the homework Mr. Smith assigned.

Things are going to be ok. I hope so.


Another Notes:

chapter done! I love writing this story so far. I always wanted to explore what would have happened if the murders failed. Now things are going to get interesting soon. What is it that Cassidy is dreaming? And who is that familiar animatronic? Things are going to get interesting in the next chapter. Another algebra problem solved, and another body discovered. Wait did I say body?

PS Cass, no reason to be embarrassed. Yellow is a wonderful color. My favorite is red but yellow is cool two.