Author's note:

I don't know when will the FNAF characters actually show up, even an author like me. Well let's just hope that this chapter will reveal them :)

Spoilers: It's won't.

Chapter 3

The Crying Child

Houser opens the front door to his house, today he never feels happy than before, having a new friend is a big change for him. "How's the day Houser?", his aunt asked him while vacuuming the floor. "It's great, I've made a new friend today!", Houser said excitedly. "New friend?!", that's the voice of his uncle in the living room, sitting on an armchair while watching TV, "Houser has made a new friend?", he said like it never happens before. "Yes honey, our boy has made a new friend.", everyone was happy, as well as Houser, he...is "happy" too.

Back at home, Jack giving out his uncomfortable face again. Like Houser - the boy who has lost both mom and dad, Jack has lost his mother. His father is still with him, so is his brother, but Jack's father is not what he seemed. He's always came home late, usually midnight and went to work as early as 5:00 AM, even on Sundays he has to go to work. But when he comes home, there's always a scary expression on his face. Jack has seen it, he didn't tell his brother, because he didn't want to make things worse. His meals were always bought from store, he rarely gets to eat food made by his father. His brother though, a stubborn brother, he doesn't act like a brother, he acted like a bully. He always gets his treats, even if it has to become violent. His brother never feel sympathy nor caring. His dad never cares. Jack hated his brother, Jack hated his dad, Jack hated his family, he missed mom, he just wanted to see mom again.

Jack opens the door, an uncomfortable smell as usual escapes from the hallway. Things were messy, things were dirty, things were broken, no one rarely clean the house. Jack once, but his brother would make the whole place a mess again. So he just leave it there, left it messy, left it dirty, left it broken. As Jack walks through the short hallway, he arrived at the kitchen. Gosh. If my brother would let me clean the house, it would have looked WAY better now... Jack thought as tried to temporary cleans up the mess, only ended up another mess again. There were food, food that brought from the store. Well, at least he cares enough to buy some food. After the thought, Jack grabs the food to the living room, wipes the dust and trash on the sofa and turns on the TV. He sits down and open the food package, Hamburger? Heh, should have known. How long have it been since I stated eating this anyways... Sometimes it's not always hamburger, when his brother feels good, he bought Jack some fried chicken, or left some slices of pizza, as well as energy drinks and milkshakes, but only when the big bro feels good.

9:15 PM

After brushing his teeth and changes clothes, Houser is ready for the night. But today he feels different. Today he feels what called a new glimpse of hope. He doesn't afraid, he doesn't fear, he doesn't depressed, he doesn't anxious, he's... he's just "happy".

12:00 PM

As the alarm went off, Houser sits up, ready for the night.

Jack, now sitting on his bed, hand holding a flashlight, shining on every door at a time. It's weird that his bed rooms has 2 doors, both led to another hallway which connected itself at the end. The grandfather clock begins to chime, it's 12:00 PM. And Jack is ready for another night.

Like Houser, he's scared too. They have totured him for a long time. Maybe as long as Houser, 6 years, if I was right. Weird. The 2 boys have the same thing happened to them every night. But why? Is it a coincidence? Well it could be. How about the odds that they've have met and be friended with each other? Not even in one a million! It's just there's something connected between them, something that happened in the past.

*sigh* Why can't they just leave alone? Why do they have to torture me? To make me suffer? Houser is a shy guy, he has friends. It's better than being like this! Jack angrily thought. As the floor started creaking. Jack did things as he usually does every other night: check the doors, the closet and the bed. Unlike Houser, Jack has 4 "things" that have been haunted him since. It's just hard for a kid to survive, it's unfair comparing to Houser. He was way worse, way way worse! But something tells him that Houser is more that meets the eyes.

That guy, he's also has dark circles under his eyes. He must be stay up at night too. I don't know he what did at that time, there's something just odd about him. Did his friend even notice that? Before even finishing his thoughts. A sudden loud sound comes from the left hallway.

12:30 PM

It's been 30 minutes, and nothing happened. Weird. Houser thought. Should something happening right now?. Houser even tried to close his eyes for a minute straight, still, nothing happened. That's when Houser started to feel something positive, his locked bedroom door suddenly opened.

A sound came from the left hallway, this jumped Jack off. He stands up, slowly walk to the left hallway door. He's scared, he's shaking, he's anxious, he's depressed, those negative feelings are just as same as Houser, but nowhere near each other's level. He's shaking hard, he just can't get used to it, even many years later, he just can't. Because he's just a kid.

As Jack peering through the dark hallway, he waved the flashlight up, down, right, left, nothing. Those "things" always creeps him out, making him hearing sounds that doesn't real, making him hear the uncomfortable wailing sound from the distance, they hallucinated him, they hypnotized him. When he tried not to be scared, they appeared right in front of his face, and Jack could see them very clear. He would jump, screaming for his life, but when his bro or dad came, nothing was there, nothing but just an air of a kid's fear.

Those "things", they were monster, animalistic, deformed body, wired electric, sharpened teeth and claws. They were familiar to him, but he can't remember how nor why they were here at the first place. At the end of the hall, there's an animatronic, it's a bunny, but a bunny in a worst nightmare you could think of. It's was tall, big torso, wiry, lots of holes with wires coming out of it. There's also this same sharp metallic teeth and claws, it's eyes were filled with fear, frightened the child that look at it, in fact, it's the same for the other 3 "things". The nightmarish bunny standing there, waiting and waiting and waiting, what's it's waiting for? This is hella creepy of course, who would stand there face to face with that thing"? Jack after see the bunny-like "thing", he immediately shut the door, locked it, knowing that these "things" can easily destroy the door without any strength. And just before he can take another breath, the other door opened itself.

Houser looked the door opened by itself even he locked it. He was frightened, scared, afraid, so bad that his heart started beating harder, and harder, and harder. W-what's happening?. Houser shock to see what is happening to him. He can't breath. I-I can't breath! He can't speak. Aunt! Uncle! H-help!

He can't move. W-why c-can't I... He can't see. Houser black out before have a chance to see the shadow "thing" that opened his door.

Jack freaked out, as soon as he turned around the "thing" already got him. It grabbed Jake's neck and hold him up. Jack, he can't breath. No no no... He can't speak. "D-ad...he-".He can't escape. Let me go!. He can't see. Before black out. He have a glimpse of the "thing" that was holding his neck. It was another one of them. It was a bear, it was gold, it was a nightmare, it was a purple hat, it was a purple bowtie, it was smiling, it was familiar.

The two ended up the same place, but nowhere near each other. What they at was a dark, lightless, breezing, cold, hopeless,... It was nothing. Finally, one of them opened their eyes, "Wha-...wher-...", it was Houser. Untill he got his consciousness back, he realised that he was a dark and cold place. He felt like he was falling but floating at the same time. His hair and clothes started to get wavy, it's a cold wind, a really cold wind that almost freezes his heart. "Hello? Anybody here?", Houser tried to shout. But nobody came. "Hello? Somebody?", He shouted again. But nobody came. "He-" *cough* *cough*. The air that Houser sucked in to shout frozed the boy's throat. Now, he can't speak, as his voice started to fade. The air that sucked in his nose also frozed it. Now, he can't breath. Just before the black out. He can see a figure, not far away. It looked like a doll, but a longer doll, it has a quite face with red cheeks, it has a fake smile with two blue stream of tears coming out of two soulless eyes. It was a puppet.

Jack wakes up just to find himself in the dark place. It was still the same as Houser. Dark, lightless, cold, breezing, hopeless, and nothing. "HELLO?". Jack tried to giving his loudest shout. Poor kid, he didn't know that sucking a lot of air for a big shout would ended up making him can't speak anymore. What the hell? My throat... it's freezing inside." The last of his breath was also taken away by another freezing air inside his nose. Jack now can only cry for his mom. He curled himself up, and the fainting cry can heard in th darkness. When he was 5, when they started haunting him, he cried a lot, leaving behind red eyes, he cried so much that there were no tears left for him to cry. He cried, and cried, cried for someone to come and help him. He cried a lot at school also, and the kids that played with him, called him...The Crying Child.

And thus...

"Tomorrow is another day."

Now that was DARK!!! Ok I promise, the next chapter I'll introduce the FNAF characters, the next after that I can continue with the boys. See ya!