A FNAF Reality

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Chapter 9: Shadows

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My heart was aching inside my rib-cage as I walked down the dark hallway alone. Tears came down my face, thinking of my sister possibly dead. It happened so fast, I wish I reacted and attacked the Golden Freddy Why did I just stand there?

I was so angry at myself, I punched the side of the hallway. The harsh impact made a loud noise. Pain ran up from my fist and up my arm. I winced and pulled my arm away, rubbing it gently. I can't beat myself up...I thought to myself as I cradled my arm. I was jumping to conclusions again. No, I was thinking too much about FNAF. How the Purple guy would kill the kids. The murderer was not the Purple guy...

After the pain in my arm subsided, I leaned against the wall to the right of me in the hallway and rubbed my forehead. I felt sick and wanted to throw up. I couldn't do this. I was so scared. I wanted to cry and be in Eddie's arms. I wanted this all to be a horrible dream. The cold air gently blew past me, causing me to shiver. I closed my eyes and took a couple deep, shaky breaths in order to calm down. I couldn't freak out now. Eddie and the others needed me. I chose to leave the security room. I couldn't let them down.

I opened my eyes and rubbed my arms. After I had calmed down, I moved away from the wall and took a couple steps down the hallway till I found myself standing next to the prize counter. To the left facing the prize counter, I saw the dark silhouettes of the arcade units. I lifted my phone with the light turned on to a dim setting, enough to still see what was in front of me. I walked behind the prize counter and began to look around for anything that could help.

Two swivel chairs sat behind the counter, surrounded by a couple of open boxes of unwrapped cheap toy items. Plastic bracelets, candy, rings, and a couple little FNAF themed items; necklaces, little toy figures, belts, and other assorted things. I spotted a couple cabinets behind the swivel chairs. I carefully walked around the boxes and moved one of the swivel chairs away. The cabinets went up to my waist as I went down to one and pulled the black handle. I wouldn't open.

I tried the one next to it. It wouldn't open either. I decided to try all of them. None of them opened. I sighed in frustration and began to look for a key. The key was on a hook next to a clipboard. I grabbed the key with my free hand and tried the cabinet closest to me. The key turned and the cabinet opened. I looked inside. It was all organized and neat with files of paperwork. I grabbed the thinnest file and skimmed through it. It mostly held rules and guidelines for the employees.

Curious, I tried looking if they had anything on the "Survive the Night" contest on what the employees were supposed to do during it. Unfortunately, it wasn't mentioned in any of the long paragraphs. I found it strange at first, not mentioning it. I would assume that other people would want to try it and see if they could survive the night in real life. Then I narrowed my eyes and shook my head. No. After this, if I survived, I would make sure the owners of the pizzeria never let this contest happen again. I closed the folder and the cabinet before moving on to the next cabinet.

The other cabinet held the employees backpacks, purses, and other belongings. I hesitated on searching through them. I wasn't sure if I wanted to. It made me feel uneasy knowing the owners of the belongings were dead, and their missing bodies were somewhere inside the pizzeria.

I decided to not look through them and hoped to find something of use in one of the cabinets. After a while of searching, my light went out. I checked my phone. My phone was already down to ten percent. I couldn't continue using my phone light at a low percent. I decided to pocket my phone and adjust my eyes to the darkness.

The whole pizzeria was almost pitch black. I could barely see anything in front of me. I unlocked another cabinet quietly and checked inside. There, on a small shelf, sat a tiny little white metal box. On the top it had a red cross. A first aid kit. I grabbed the box and opened it. Inside were tightly rolled up bandages, cotton balls, a box of band aids, adhesive tape, scissors, tweezers, gauze and other useful items, brand new. I closed the box and slowly rose up from the cabinets.

Suddenly I heard a noise. I froze where I stood and turned just my head towards the direction of the sound. Heavy footsteps were heard soon after. I quickly ducked back down behind the prize counter and held my breath. I turned my head left and looked through the glass where it held the small shelves of prizes in the display. The footsteps stopped and everything went dead quiet again.

A bright light suddenly came on from the stage. I squeezed my eyes shut and held back a groan when my eyes began to sting from the sudden blindness. The light was white and gave off a dramatic, eerie presence to the pizzeria. Everything the menacing light touched, caused every thing in the dining room's dark shadow to stretch across the floors; striping it in all different sized lines.

After my eyes adjusted to the sudden light, I peeked across towards the stage where the light was coming from. There, standing on the stage, were four tall dark figures. I realized that it was the four animatronics. Foxy had been moved from his Pirate Cove and placed onto the stage with the other three. Their bodies stood in front of the dramatic white light, causing them to be dark silhouetted figures.

Below the dark animatronics, were another set of dark figures, only smaller. They seemed to be sitting at three of the animatronics feet, not moving. I felt the blood drain from my face when I realized who they were. They were Shy, Alberto, and Jose.

My sister sat, leaning against Chica's legs. Alberto leaned against Foxy's legs, his head angled downward. Jose sat leaning against Freddy's feet, his head tilted to one side. They all sat like rag dolls, lifeless and limp.

Tears came down my face as I placed a hand over my mouth. No...no no...! my body started to shake as my throat closed up. I strained myself not to start start crying out loud. I closed my watery eyes and turned away from the horrific scene. I didn't know what to do as I hid there behind the prize counter. I was too scared to move.

My phone vibrated in my pocket, causing me to almost jump out of my skin. I placed my hand into my pocket and pulled my phone out. It was a text from Eddie.

Do you see this? he asked, referring to the scene on the stage.

I wrote a quick reply back. Yes...

Eddie texted back to me seconds later. Please come back. I don't want you out there.

I stared down at his text for a moment. I wanted to go back, but at the same time, I didn't want to believe that my sister and the boys' were dead. I wanted to find out somehow, but at the same time I didn't want to personally check since I was too scared to go up there and suddenly encounter the killer. I was only one person, and I didn't have any weapons to defend myself with.

My thoughts were suddenly interrupted when I heard the same, familiar footsteps echo through the room again. I held my breath and slowly turned to look back over to the stage. A fifth tall, big silhouette appeared. It stood with the other animatonics and kids on the stage. His head caught the light and I saw big round ears and a dark top hat. It was the Golden Freddy...the murderer. Fear instantly struck me as I watched the dark figure stand there on the stage like a shadow.

As I watched him, I couldn't tell if he was facing towards the room, or the animatronics. Gradually, I realized he was facing the animatronics. One by one he stood in front of each animatronic and kid sitting in front. The dark figure would stare up at each animatronic, as if he were having a telepathic conversation with them. Then he would bend down and gently touched the tops of each kid's head. Witnessing this disturbing gesture made me uncomfortable and angry at the same time. His shape was huge and he moved at his own slow pace.

Finally, he stopped at the animatronic without a kid in front of it and slowly straightened up. "Come on out... I know you are there..." the killer in the Golden Freddy suit said out loud. I stayed as still as a statue as I watched him slowly turn around. I didn't move or say anything.

"...Come on out... Come on out, Shadow Bonnie," he added. His head slowly gazed across the room. Finally, his gaze stopped at the prize counter. The Golden Freddy head had no eyes, just black sockets. The dark pools of the sockets were pitch black, blacker than any shadow in the pizzeria, giving the head a more creepy appearance.

My heart pounded heavily in my chest. He knew I was there. Shaking, I gradually stood up, clutching the white metal box in front of me tightly like a shield. The Golden Freddy seemed to grin at me at the way it tilted his head at me. "There you are...my little Shadow Bonnie," the killer replied within the mask. I felt very uncomfortable as he stared at me for a while. Even though he was all the way over on the stage, I still felt trapped in his gaze. I pulled my eyes away from him and looked over to my sister who sat to the left of the Golden Freddy. The killer inside the Golden Freddy seemed to have noticed and finally spoke.

"They aren't dead...Not yet. Just passed out... " he replied.

I looked back over to him, trembling, and rooted to where I stood. I wiped the tears from my eyes as I summed up the courage to speak. "Wh...Why...?" I finally asked. At first I thought he didn't hear me because he didn't respond right away. The air instantly began to thicken from the awkward silence between us. Then, right when I was just about to open my mouth and repeat the question, the killer finally spoke.

"I wont kill them until I have all four to complete it." he responded his late reply. I narrowed my eyes a bit in slight confusion. I was going to ask him what he meant, then closed my mouth. Four animatronics...four bodies. I felt like such an idiot for not realizing it right away.

"...Who are you?" I asked him, raising my voice a little. The Golden Freddy tilted his head to the other side of his shoulders. "You should know who I am...I would assume that you play Five Nights At Freddy's to know who I am..." he responded, straightening his head back. I didn't respond to him, causing the room to go into the awkward silence again.

"Golden Freddy?" I asked, not wanting to be in the awkward silence anymore. The Golden Freddy nodded. "Yes. I am Golden Freddy," he said. My stomach started to twist into thick knots. This man was really starting to scare me. He actually thought he was an animatronic?

"What is your name?" I decided to ask him. The Golden Freddy gestured to himself. "My name is The Purple Guy," he said. I felt sick to my stomach again. This guy was messed up in the head. I slowly shook my head as I adjusted the first aid kit in my hands. "The Purple Guy is the bad guy in Five Nights At Freddy's. Who are you? What is your real n-" I started, but stopped when the Golden Freddy screamed angrily towards my direction. "I already told you my name! Shut up already!"

Tears formed in my eyes, but I blinked them away as I shifted nervously where I stood. The killer in the Golden Freddy suit sighed as he relaxed inside the suit that seemed to fit him tightly. He looked like a really big guy inside the suit, it made me uneasy.

Finally, the Golden Freddy spoke again. "Could you come closer for me? I can't see you so well in the shadows," he said. I shook my head. "I-I'm fine where I am," I responded back. The Golden Freddy chuckled softly. "Oh, yes. Of course. You prefer the shadows, Shadow Bonnie," he said. I didn't say anything. The Golden Freddy turned around and faced the Bonnie animatronic.

"I need one more person...one more body to complete the ritual..." he said out loud. While the killer had his back facing me, I had the urge to run back to the security room. Once I started to move, he turned back around to face me again, causing me to once again freeze in my tracks.

"I knew you were perfect...right when I saw you, with your cute Bonnie sweater on...I knew I had to save the Bonnie animatronic for you. It works so perfectly..."

My eyes widened in terror as my legs started to feel weak. "N-no...no it doesn't," the words tumbled out of my mouth. The Golden Freddy jumped down from the stage, causing me to take a step back. The killer spoke again with soft spoken words.

"You like Bonnie, don't you? You are wearing a sweater that is made to look like him," he said as he pointed to my sweater. I shook my head. "Yeah, but I don't want to be stuffed inside Bonnie!" I found myself raising my shaky voice. The killer inside the Golden Freddy suit didnt seem to quite hear me as he began to talk out loud again.

"I know Bonnie is a guy, but we don't know entirely if a boy or a girl was stuffed inside him in the games. I thought it fitted with you nicely...don't you agree, miss Shadow Bonnie?" he asked me. "No! I don't it wont work!" I shouted back as more tears rolled down my face. I wanted to run back to the security room; but what help was the security room? I was still trapped inside the pizzeria.

I decided to wait, since the killer wasn't advancing toward me. He was still near the stage. I felt that I could try reasoning him out of his plan to murder me, my sister and the two brothers. I thought for a minute before asking him something. "Why are you doing this?" I asked him.

I got scared when the killer in the Golden Freddy suit started to twitch and shake. He curled his yellow bear gloved hands into tight fists. "Because it's not like the games!" He shouted angrily at me. I closed my mouth and stood stiff still. He breathed heavily from inside the mask as he glared at me through the dark sockets. "You see it too don't you? The people who helped build this pizzeria are such assholes to leave out one important detail!" he shouted angrily. Before I could ask what detail he was talking about, he began talking again.

"There needs to be bodies inside the suits! It's so stupid to create a Five Nights at Freddy's Pizzeria and not have children inside them! Don't you agree with me? How can it be called Freddy Fazbear's pizzeria without the dead children?!" he shouted angrily.

I tried controlling my body not to shake while I glared at the killer angrily. His crazy logic in his words pissed me off so much. "So that's it then? You are pissed because there are no dead kids inside the..." the furious tone in my voice disappeared when I suddenly realized who was underneath the Golden Freddy mask. I couldn't believe it.

"You are the guy who went up on the stage..." I pointed out. It was the creepy overweight guy with the Freddy shirt I encountered when the pizzeria opened. The Golden Freddy nodded his head. "Yeah. We encountered each other right here...at this exact spot," he explained as he pointed down where he stood. Then his yellow bear gloved hands curled into tight fists again.

"I was so enraged when they kicked me out of here! I wasn't doing anything wrong! I waited so long for this place to be built! I constantly emailed Scott himself about it a hundred times a day about it! He never got back to me, but I knew one day he would. He had to! I have played all of his games, and I replayed them countless times! I know FNAF better than anyone," he ranted.

I waited till he was done before speaking up again. "That doesn't mean you should kill innocent people! On top of that, I'm not a child. I just turned twenty tod-...yesterday," I corrected myself. This night felt so long, I didn't even know what time it was; but I knew it still wasn't six am.

The Golden Freddy calmed down a bit and shrugged his furry yellow shoulders. "You are all younger than me. Therefore, you are all children," he stated. I couldn't believe this crazy, deranged fan. He was messed up in the head. He lived in a world of FNAF, and didn't understand the line between fantasy and reality anymore.

"What about the employees you killed?! They weren't children! They didn't deserve to die!" I shouted angrily. The killer growled from within the suit. "They were the ones who kicked me out! I didn't want to be kicked out from the place I was a huge fan of! They deserved to die!" I wanted to tell him that he was crazy, but was too scared to since I didn't know how he would react. I wanted to try and find a flaw in his stupid crazy plan that didn't follow the FNAF games he seemed to "know so much about."

"You can't be the Purple guy. You are not wearing the Springtrap suit," I pointed out. The FNAF crazed fan shook his head. "There was no Springtrap suit, which pissed me off entirely, but this one fits me well," he said as he opened his arms outward to indicate the Golden Freddy suit he was wearing. It was disturbing to me since the man inside the suit fitted inside it tightly. "It was like it was meant for me," he added.

I was so disgusted by this guy. There was obviously no remorse in him. I began to step out from behind the prize counter. I was done listening to him. I needed to get back and figure out how to get out of this hell hole. I seriously couldn't wait to call the police to arrest this shit-head. I looked over to my unconscious sister and the brothers one last time.

Don't worry...I'll come back for you three. I wont let him win, I thought in my head.

The killer in the Golden Freddy suit snickered as he watched me move from my spot. "Staying inside the security room wont keep you safe from me for long. You guys were so foolish in wasting your power. Soon, I will be coming around to kill off your friends, and complete my goal by stuffing you and the other children into your chosen suits. I think you will enjoy being in the Bonnie suit," he said.

Bitter with anger and hatred against the guy, I turned my had and glanced over to him just as I was entering the hallway. "Go to hell, you fucked up asshole," I snapped to him, loud enough for him to hear. Just as I turned my head back, I heard him growl, followed by the sound of his heavy footsteps moving across the dining room, charging towards me.

I cursed under my breath as I quickened my pace and bolted down the West hallway, back to the security room. At the corner of my eye, I saw the Golden Freddy appear at the end of the hallway and come charging for me. I pounded on the door loudly, ignoring the pain in my hand as I screamed at the top of my lungs in a panic.

"Open the door! Someone open the door! It's me! Please hurry!" I screamed. The door quickly opened, thanks to Stephanie, and I zipped in. Stephanie moved out of my way in surprise. "Ren! What-?" she started, but stopped when she looked past me and her face instantly changed. Everyone screamed when they saw the Golden Freddy appear right behind me. I quickly punched the button, causing the door to shut right behind me. I felt the cold surface of the metal door sliding down, gently brushing against my back. Once it was closed, I jumped away from it, turning around to look back at the door.

Everyone around me was screaming and breathing heavily over the close encounter I just had. Suddenly loud sounds came from the metal door. The Golden Freddy roared as he banged his huge fists against the door angrily. I felt Eddie's arms wrap around me from behind, holding me tightly against his blood stained chest. I trembled as I stared at the metal door. The lights flickered above us each time the killer struck the door. I prayed that the idea of the door being struck wouldn't cause the power to go down, just like it did with Foxy in the first game.

Finally, the banging stopped and it was dead silent. Nobody moved or even breathed. Me, Eddie, Janet, Stephanie, and Shaina all stared at the West hallway door, listening for any sounds. The dead silence slowly ticked by and felt like hours. Finally, the killer laughed a cold, creepy laugh as he stood just on the other side of the heavy metal door. I heard him place his hand on the door and stroke it gently.

"It's ironic how the people who designed these doors are just like the ones from the first game: So heavy and difficult to break through. Pretty much everything here in this pizzeria is exactly like the pizzeria in the first game...Yet they couldn't go through with one more small detail...You know what I'm talking about my little Shadow Bonnie...They couldn't do one simple thing right..." The killer chuckled softly to himself again as he removed his hand from the door. "You kids have fun in there while you still have power...I'll be waiting..."

With that, the killer's footsteps were heard thudding heavily down the hall before gradually fading away till we couldn't hear him anymore...