I don't own any of this Paranorman belongs to Laika and Five Nights at Freddy's belongs to Scott Cawthon

Norman stood in front of the bathroom mirror in a tired eyed, the vision he had last night had disrupted his sleep, in fact most of these visions were beginning to mess with his mind. He just didn't know what they meant, and frankly he didn't want to find out as he had a feeling that it is leading up to something terrible.

Norman looked at himself in the mirror, he had bags under his eyes, his spiky hair is slightly messed up, and he generally looked like a zombie. He was also acting like one as he fixed his hair, splashed water on his face, and brushed his teeth. When he was done he looked a little better, but still felt a little tired, there was then a loud bang on the door as his sister's voice yelled out from the other side.

"Hey are you almost done in there! You've been hogging it all morning!"

"Y-yes, I'm just about done!" Norman quickly exited the bathroom, Courtney walked in without giving him a glance as she is to busy taking on her cell phone.

Norman heads downstairs to get something to eat, going into the kitchen Norman picked up a bowl, and poured in some cereal, as he ate it at the kitchen table his grandmother entered the kitchen. "Morning Norman." She does a quick a double take. "Norman you look like you had a rough night." She said with amusement.

"Yeah, had a quit a dream."

"Must've been a doozy of a dream."

Norman nodded. "It sure was grandma."

She floats over to her grandson, she places a reassuring hand on his hand. "No need to worry, it's only a dream." Norman looked up at her with a small smile. "I know grandma, but this one is different."

Grandma Babcock rose her eyebrow up. "What do you mean?"

"Well these are more like flashbacks."

"Flashbacks to what?"

"Of Freddy's." Grandma Babcock eyebrows rose up in surprise. "Oh really." She stared at him for a moment before speaking up. "What did you see?"

"Two of the animatronics: the bunny and chicken were acting weird."

"Weird how?"

"They were glitching out badly, but that's not all I saw, I also keep seeing that yellow rabbit."

Grandma cocked her head to the side. "Yellow rabbit?"

Norman nodded. "Yeah, this creepy person who's wearing a rabbit suit. At first it was just standing in front of a door watching children, then the next couple times I saw it, it was leading two kids away and disappeared with one during that last dream."

"What did the kids look like?" Grandma asked curiously.

"One was a girl with curly, blond hair."

Grandma Babcock went stiff, her eyes bulge open, if she were still alive her body would turn white. "My god." She whispered, "What's wrong grandma?" He asked in concern. Grandma Babcock shook off her state of shock and just looked down at him with clear nervousness. "Oh it's nothing to be concern about."

"But grandma you lo-"

Grandma Babcock quickly cut him off as she looked towards the living room. "I think I heard your father, I better go check on him." She quickly left the kitchen before Norman could even mention that his dad was at work. Safely in the living room, she sat down on the couch allowing horrible memories in for the first time in years, memories that hid inside of her ever since that day.

Norman met up with his two friends at main street later that morning. Turns out Neil had watched one more tape; the Freddy animatronic repair video. He told them how someone had to get a shoe lounged out of Freddy's mouth, and a hat in Freddy's chest cavity. How those got in his mouth and stomach was beyond him. He then tells them how the person had to replace Freddy's music box, "And after that he had poke Freddy's nose to close the chest." Neil lets out a chuckle. "The funny part was when the nose made a honk sound." He finished.

"Why did it make a honking noise?" Salma asked confused.

Neil could only shrug, "Beats me, but it was funny hearing it."

Salma looked at him bewildered over what to say to him, eventually she decided to speak about something else. "So I have been reading some of that handbook last night."

"How was it?" Neil asked in interest.

"It was a interesting read, whoever this Mike was he had thing against the company as he had wrote his own words in the book."

"Like what?"

"Well Neil on page five, he crossed safety and put lies above it. He also paced some that I have no idea what he meant, such as in page ten where he seemed to draw a plushie and wrote I'm sorry for what I did. Another page he wrote they don't see you as a endoskeleton, and their trapped inside."

"Who's they?"

"I have no idea Neil. Who ever they are this man Mike keeps mentioning them."

"They must be important." Neil commented.

Norman kept quiet as he to wondered who they were, his mind then for whatever reason began to drift towards the weird behavior that Bonnie and Chica displayed, his mind had also drift to the yellow rabbit and the children it was with. They had to be connected somehow, he didn't know how, but he had this feeling that they were.

"Whoa!" Neil suddenly stopped in his tracks, it was so sudden that Norman and Salma walked passed him a few steps before stopping themselves. They looked at him wondering why he had stopped, Neil is looking at a telephone pole with a shocked expression, standing next to him they to look at the pole where they to went into shock.

On the pole is a missing person poster, and on the poster is Alvin. The three couldn't believe their eyes, surely they were playing tricks on them. "Alvin's gone missing!" Neil exclaimed.

"I wonder what happened?" Norman questioned in concern.

"Maybe he ran away." Salma suggested.

"Why would he ran away?" Neil questioned.

Salma shrugged. "I don't know it was just a wild guess."

"But what could have happened to him?"

"That I don't know Neil. I do hope he's okay, he could be a bit much, but he doesn't deserve to go missing."

Neil suddenly started to have a memory of last week, it just came to him suddenly. He was remembering something that he overheard Alvin say last week at the schoolyard; he recalled how Alvin told his friends how if he could have anything in his room it would be a police siren. Then Neil remembered the police siren on the prize counter, he connected them and came with a realization that maybe a stretch.

"I think I know where he is." He spoke up.

Norman and Salma looked to him in surprise, "What do you mean you think you know where he is?" Salma asked with her arms crossed and eyebrow raised.

"I've got this feeling." Neil simply replied.

"What feeling?" Norman asked.

"I don't know, I just got it. Now come on we might be able to find him." Neil quickly left without saying anything else; Norman and Salma looked at each other for a second before going to catch up with him.

With no one home the Babcock household is really silent, the only sounds came from the outside world such as the wind, rustling trees and bushes, and the faint laughter of kids. In Norman's room it was silent as the other rooms, it was also bright as the sun is shinning directly through the window.

A green mist began to form in the middle of the room, the mist slowly formed in a human shape until at last Agatha Prenderghast got fully formed. Aggie blinked a few times as the transition from the afterlife to the living world was always blinding. Aggie turned around with a smile expecting to see her best, living friend on his bed reading one of those thin, colorful books with lots of pictures in them.

However he wasn't there much to her disappointment. Ever since he had helped her find peace and reunite with her mother, Aggie and Norman had became best friends. When she got to paradise she and mother had a great reunion that was completed with hugs, kisses, and happy tears. Through her first couple days there she stuck close to her mother as being separated from her for 300 years she didn't want to loose sight of her for awhile. However in the very back of her mind she kept thinking about the boy who helped her.

For the next week Aggie kept thinking about him, she was also lonely up there, sure there were lots of kids in paradise, but she was to shy to go up to any of them. Besides the boy is just like her, he could see and talked to the dead like her, he was picked on and missed understood like her, and he was generally nice like her before her death. She wanted to know more about him, so after thinking things over she came with a decision.

Of course there were setbacks such as her not knowing if she could go back to the living, she knew that others did it but didn't know if she could do it. The other setback was her mother who was surprised that her daughter wanted to go back to the land of the living, she was hesitant as she worried that she would loose her daughter again. Aggie explained how he was the only one who understand her, and how she wasn't staying in the living world just visits. After much hesitation her mother finally agreed, after getting her approval Aggie used her powers to get back to her tree in the living world.

She quickly went to town, and spotted him walking with a boy with orange hair on the other side of a this pathway for rolling, metal things with people inside. She was hiding behind a some metal thing with a eagle head on it, she was about to go up to him but grew nervous as she started to worry how Norman would react upon her return.

So Aggie decided to just watch him to see how he acts. She watched him talk with the orange hair boy along with some ghosts, she watched him go to school, talk to some other ghosts on his way home, until at last she grew enough courage to appear to him in his room.

To say that Norman was surprised to see her was a understatement, he actually jumped as she had appeared by sitting next to him on his bed while reading one of those thin books. Norman was actually to engrossed in it to actually notice her, when he did feel her presence he thought that she was his grandma, when she spoke up saying she wasn't his grandmother he turned to her and that's what caused him jump.

After that it was pretty awkward as obviously Norman didn't expect her to be there, he began to worry that something was wrong to keep her in the living world, she reassured him that everything was fine and that she came on her own free will. After several weeks the two had bonded quite well, Norman enjoyed her company, and Aggie learned all about the current times and current words that kids use; especially when she heard his older sister say she was going to hang with someone which Norman had to quickly reassure her that it was just a term for spending time with someone.

Currently Aggie was disappointed that Norman wasn't in his room as she wanted to talk to him about how something strange happened in the afterlife, and that her accusers had disappeared. She still hated them, but it was strange how they just disappeared for no reason, so she wanted to hear his output on it.

With him not in his room Aggie decided to check the second place he would be in, which would be the living room watching something on the TV, she floats down to the living room. She didn't see him, but she did see his grandmother on the couch with a troubled look. "Hello Mrs. Babcock."

Grandma Babcock looked at her in surprise, then smiled at her. "Oh, good afternoon Agatha, if your looking for Norman he went out awhile ago."

"Okay." Aggie looked at her concern, "Are you okay?"

"Oh yeah, I'm just thinking of memories that I buried long ago." Aggie placed her hands behind her back, she walked over to the couch curious about these memories. "What are they about?"

Grandma Babcock looked at her unsure. "I don't know, it's quite horrible, I don't want to fill your head with something so tragic."

"Don't worry Mrs. Babcock, my life ended in great tragedy." Aggie reassured sadly.

Grandma Babcock let out a reluctant sigh. "Alright, but don't say I didn't warn you." Aggie sits herself on the couch, she waited patiently for Grandma Babcock to start. "Alright so recently Norman has been interested in Freddy Fazbear's Pizza."

Aggie cocked her head. "What's that?"

"It's a pizza chain that has those animatronic do-hickeys."

"Animatronic?"

"There these robots that dance and sing for kids."

Aggie scratched her head confused.

"Anyway my son, Norman's dad, loved to go there every chance he got. It was a fun place for kids alike and adults such as I thought it was a nice place, that was until it happened."

"What happen?"

Grandma Babcock hesitated for a moment, before finally speaking. "The missing children's incident."

Aggie's expression switch to a mix of surprise/concern, "Children went missing?"

Grandma Babcock grimly nodded. "Yes from what I heard a man had dressed up in mascot costume and lured five kids to a backroom, where they disappeared without a trace, though everyone knew that they were murdered by that sicko."

Aggie moved her hand to her mouth letting out a gasp of shock, Grandma Babcock nodded in agreement. "It was indeed shocking, many of us parents kept our kids away from that place although some did return for some reason, but by the end of the year the place shut down and was forgotten for many years." She lets out a loud sigh. "I only began to remembered it because Norman mentioned one of the children, a girl with curly, blond hair."

Aggie sat there in silence, she could only imagine how those poor kids felt when their lives were taken so crudely away by a monster. They must've felt so so scared, felt terrible pain, it must've been horrible, Aggie felt like she was going to cry over the thought. "Did they ever figure out what happened to the kids?"

Grandma Babcock shook her head no. "Their bodies were never found, there were bloodstains but no bodies, it's like they disappeared."

Aggie went silent, however there was a lingering question in her mind. "So how did Norman know about them?"

"He said that he seen it in a dream." Grandma Babcock simply replied, Aggie went silent again as she thought about it. She knew that they weren't dreams, but visions of the past, though the question was why is Norman having them?

"Did they ever catch who did it?"

"There was a suspect, but he was let go for lack of evidence. Though personally I always knew he did it as he was unsettling."

"What was his name?" Aggie asked, though she wasn't sure she wanted to know.

"William Afton." Grandma Babcock replied coldly.