I don't own any of this Paranorman belongs to Laika and Five Nights at Freddy's belongs to Scott Cawthon
He didn't forget about it, it was the exact opposite as he couldn't stop thinking about it, he thought about it while eating the pizza, when he read one of his zombie comics, even right now as he is getting ready for bed, Norman just couldn't stop thinking about the pizzeria that his father talked about earlier. He didn't know why though as it honestly shouldn't be his concern, but it felt like something was forcing it on him.
As he climbed into bed, Norman hoped that he would forget about the pizzeria in the morning. Norman switches off his zombie lamb and settles in for a good night sleep.
"Where am I?"
Norman found himself in a dark void, he couldn't see nothing but darkness as far as the eye could see, it felt deathly cold in this black void, and he could hear very faint whispers that he couldn't make out. Norman felt creeped out as he stood in this weird dark place, why is he here? Norman then heard the sound of a spotlight turn on behind him, with clear nervousness Norman slowly turned around to see a gray chest in the middle of a spotlight. Norman stood there looking at the gray chest with unease, it looked very ominous, especially with those two locks attach to it.
"What?"
Slowly and with uneasy steps Norman approached the chest, getting on his knees, Norman pulled on one of the locks which unclipped with ease, he unclipped the other lock then placed his hand on the lid. "Why am I doing this? I should know that with years of watching horror movies, that you should never open weird, ominous objects. Especially if it appears in dreams."
Again Norman felt something forcing it's will on him, he open the chest to reveal a purple top hat and some short of puppet mask with red cheeks and purple paint going down the eyes like if it was crying. Norman didn't know what to make of this stuff, Why were they locked in this chest? What was with the chest anyway? He went to pick up the mask when the chest lid slammed down with a yellow, clawed hand on it. Norman quickly looked up and to his horror he saw what he could only describe as a nightmarish yellow bear with a purple hat and bowtie. The nightmarish bear looked at him with its red eyes as it tilted its head slightly, it lets out a deep laugh then the whole place began to glitch out, just like it did in the attic, but much worse.
Unable to look away, Norman could only watch helplessly as a series of flashes cut through the glitches; one flashed showed a puppet thing rising from a gift box, another showed a yellow bear and rabbit preforming on stage with kids in masks carrying a crying child towards them, another showed the masks of a bear, bunny, chicken, and fox with dark eye holes that had blood leaking out, and finally showed a yellow rabbit standing in front of a door giving a come here gesture.
Norman lets out a scream from the overwhelming flashes, he then felt himself fall, he crashed onto a black and white tile floor. Norman groaned while getting back up, looking around he sees a gray wall with children's drawings on. The drawings began to sift into words; S-A-V-E M-E!
"Save me?" Now Norman is confused, why is he experiencing this? What did the flashes mean? And who needed saving? He continues to look at the strange message, suddenly all the pictures change to all black, he stares at the black pictures wondering what was happening, the head of a yellow bear with black eyes, and a gaping smiling mouth rushed out of the pictures, making a horrific screech as it rushes at Norman.
Waking up with a jump, Norman fell out of bed, landing on his side hard.
"Ouch." Norman gets himself back up while rubbing his hurt shoulder. That was a really weird dream, though was it really a dream? It felt to weird to be one, though if it was a vision then it had been the most wildest vision he ever had.
Daylight spilled through the window, Norman goes over and looked at the early morning neighborhood, he saw the spirits of squirrels running on the fence, along with the spirits of birds flying by.
As he continues to look out his window, Norman thought about his weird dream, trying to understand what it meant? What was with the puppet mask? Why was there a yellow rabbit? And what was that nightmarish bear? And that yellow bear head? He so confused and the thing was in the back of his mind, he was still thinking about that pizzeria. Norman began to think that the dream he had and this pizzeria were connected somehow.
"This is crazy, why am I even thinking about the place?!"
He couldn't find the answer for that unfortunately, he needed to find a way to get rid of these thoughts out of his mind, maybe watching a good old zombie movie would do the trick.
It didn't, in fact he couldn't even pay attention to the movie, which is ashame because it was one of his favorite zombie movies. Seeing how he wasn't going to watch the rest of his movie, Norman shuts off the TV and went out to the backyard where he sat on the swing.
It was the beginning of spring break, so he didn't need to worry about school or anything like that. Norman lets out a sigh over this ordeal, this was beginning to be a bit much for him, he needed to find a way to get these thoughts out of his mind, and that was either try to focus on other things or more likely go find the place, which he didn't want to do, but it was beginning to look like that he wouldn't have a choice.