A FNAF Reality

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Chapter 12: Game Over

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Eddie stumbled in the darkness as we worked our way towards the stage where I last saw my sister and Janet's brothers. I supported him on his left side, maneuvering around tables and chairs. My back ached from having to use all my strength to help my boyfriend across the room. Eddie stifled a couple coughs and held me close. We tried being as quiet as we could, moving at a slow, but reasonable pace, but our soft footsteps sounded to so loud to us when we lightly bumped into a table that wasn't pushed in all the way or our sneakers squeaking against the tile floor.

I lost my grip on Eddie, and we both went down on the ground. Eddie landed on his side, while I somewhat landed on top of him. Eddie placed his hand over his mouth and coughed into it. We sat close to the stage. I squinted my eyes through my glasses up towards the stage. It was very dark, but I could barely make out the curtains. They looked like that they had been drawn.

I turned to look at Eddie. His dark silhouette indicated that his head was down. I reached out and lightly touched his head. I felt him stiffen and turned towards my direction. I whispered to him that it was only me, then was quiet for a minute before replying again. "I'm going to go onto the stage and find the others," I whispered to him. Eddie didn't say anything. Instead he grasped my hand that was resting on his head and held it against his chest. He was shaking. It scared me to feel his body shaking. He was scared, and losing a lot of blood. I didn't want to leave him, but I needed to see if the others were ok and get them.

I glanced to the back of the room to the two dark hallways where I knew the killer was. It was quiet since we left the security room. It made me really nervous to hear nothing from the killer. No footsteps, no taunting voice...nothing. Total silence.

"Please...D-don't leave..me, Ren," Eddie whispered to me, snapping me out of my thoughts. Hearing his words sent a cold chill up my spine. It made me want to break down and cry and hold him. I bit my lower lip and swallowed the lump in my throat down, but the tears came down my face anyway. I breathed in a shaky breath and exhaled.

"Come on," I whispered to him, pointing over to the left side of the stage. We blindly made our way along the side of the stage, sliding our hands across the smooth surface; guiding us. When we reached the end, I used my left foot to feel for any steps. It took me a while till my foot nudge up against something. I double checked before pulling Eddie with me up the steps. Eddie placed his free hand on the side of the wall before taking a step. The more we ascended up the steps, the more pitch black it became. Once we got onto the stage, I could not see a thing. There had to be something we could use to see. I felt around along the wall, but there was no light switch.

Suddenly, a soft white glow came on and I was able to see. I turned my head slightly, only to get blinded by the small light. Eddie lowered it from my face. "Sorry...I forgot I had this with me," he whispered to me. I blinked as I tried to get rid of the streak of light that stayed in my eyes when I saw the back of my eyelids. Once it was somewhat gone, I focused my eyes on the object Eddie held. It was a small LED flashlight, hooked to his car keys, house keys, and a key-chain with a Lego green lantern figure.

Eddie suddenly began to lower his head. I noticed and touched the side of his face. "Eddie?" I whispered as I held him tighter. His legs began to wobble. I couldn't hold him up any longer and began to gently lower him down. Eddie winced as he gripped his wrapped up stomach and muffled a couple coughs into his sleeve.

"I...need to rest..." he admitted to me. I nodded my head, instantly pushing away the thought that he was going to die in a few minutes. I let him sit against the wall and went down on my knees. In the small light of the flashlight, I gently removed his bangs from his eyes, checking to see if he was ok. I glanced down at the wound for just a moment. I didn't like what I saw. There was more red on the bandages. Eddie coughed some more. "I'll...I'll be ok in a couple...of minutes," he said to me.

"Ok," I whispered to him. "You rest, I'll be just over here," I told him. Eddie nodded, but his grip on my hand told me he didn't want me to leave. I placed my hand on top of his. "I'll be ok, Eddie...I promise," I whispered to him. Eddie's grip didn't change. He was shaking again. My vision began to blur as tears formed in my eyes and slowly rolled down my face. Eddie noticed and started to form tears of his own. He turned away from me to wipe them away.

"I don't want to die..." he admitted to me. I placed my hand to my mouth, moving my fingers up to wipe the tears away. "I know, Eddie...I know," I told him. The lump in my throat was making me want to cough and just cry. I couldn't cry now. Not in this situation. It was so painful to not. I was so scared and so nauseous.

I sniffed as I wiped my tears away, glancing over at Eddie and placing my hand on the side of his face. Suddenly, without even thinking, I closed my eyes, leaned in and kissed him on the lips. The kiss first started off soft, then I leaned in some more, deepening the kiss. I felt Eddie's head gently hit the back of the wall. I felt Eddie gently relax and kiss me back. His hand slowly slid up along my back, then into my hair.

The kiss, and his touch, instantly washed away all the tense and stressed feelings inside my muscles. It felt so good to kiss him again. After all the shit that has been going on for the last couple of hours, I needed a moment to forget everything, even if it was a couple of seconds. I didn't care. If the killer found us, at least I was able to kiss my boyfriend one last time...

When I parted away from Eddie, there was no killer. We were still alive...but still in the pizzeria. I opened my eyes and found the flashlight in my hands, illuminating underneath our faces. In the light, Eddie's eyes were dark, and he looked very thin and gaunt looking. Eddie's free hand had moved to the side of my face. He stared at me, looking less scared. I stared back, not wanting to leave him, but I knew staring at him wouldn't help us out of the pizzeria, and get away from the crazed killer.

I slowly got up from where I sat. My legs started to hurt from resting on them for too long. Eddie's grip had loosened from my hand and allowed me to move away from him. I didn't know what to say to Eddie as I began to turn my back to him. Instead I lifted the small flashlight and began to walk across the stage.

I didn't get very far when I began to notice black cords and multiple nuts and screws lying everywhere on the stage. As I began to move the light around, I realized that the stage was empty. The animatronics were not where they once stood...as well as my sister and the brothers. I instantly felt sick to my stomach. They were not on the stage.

They were gone.

I felt a sharp chill run up my spine, holding the shaking light. Shy, Jose and Alberto were gone; with the animatronics. I forced my legs to walk ahead and go to the other side of the stage. I looked around behind the curtains, a couple cardboard boxes with plastic bags inside. Nothing. They were nowhere in sight.

They were gone.

I stopped where I stood. My legs gave in and I gradually fell to my knees. I stared where I last saw the three kids, for what felt like an eternity ago. Where did they go? Where did the killer put them? How was he able to move them? Where the kids ok? Where they already...? The very idea caused tears to come down my face. My shoulders shook as the sudden, painful impact hit me in the chest, causing me to sob more and more. I felt arms wrap around me. My instincts kicked in. I shrieked, instantly thinking it was the killer. I tensed up and quickly moved away, trying to break away from the arms that held me.

"It's ok, Ren. It's only me," Eddie whispered to me as he slowly sat down next to me, holding me softly. I tried to relax, but my body wouldn't allow it. This whole night was so terrifying and horrific. I try thinking up the worst possible word to describe this night, but there was nothing that came close. I couldn't take it anymore. I had already lost hope in Stephanie getting out and finding help. Within an hour we had already lost Shaina and Janet...now I have come to the conclusion that it was now only me and Eddie left in the pizzeria with the killer...and we were next.

"Ren...we need to go," Eddie whispered to me. Go? Go where? there is no where else to go, I thought to myself as I stared down at the floor, my eyes heavy with tears. Eddie tried helping me up, but didn't have the strength, so he sat down next to me, breathing heavily. "I...heard a noise...I think it's him..." he responded. The killer. At this point my muscles had given up. My head hung low. I couldn't go on.

Eddie nudged me again. "Ren," he pleaded to me. I wiped my tears away from my face, not saying anything. Eddie pulled my arm again. "Ren pleas-" Eddie started again, but stopped when we both heard the sound of heavy footsteps going up the steps near the stage. I heard a small whimper escape from Eddie's lips.

The Golden Freddy suit's dark silhouette appeared on the other side of the stage. His eyes seemed to glow faintly from within the mask as he slowly turned to us. He breathed heavily from exhaustion. It sounded like he had ran a marathon. I could smell his foul odor from where I sat. It made me want to vomit.

Something glinted softly on the killer's leg in the light that I held at an angle. I slowly turned the light towards the killer's leg. Deep in the killer's furry leg of the suit, were the pair of scissors Janet attacked him with. Blood soaked the leg of the suit, giving it a more reddish brown color.

I jumped when the killer growl an animal-like growl at me. "What're you looking at?" he snarled. I didn't answer. Eddie stifled a cough and held my hand. I felt the energy rush back into me, my instincts telling me to stand up. I gripped Eddie's arm and slowly got up, helping Eddie up in the process. Eddie got to his feet, but hunched over from the pain. He held his stomach and leaned over. I supported him as I kept my eyes on the killer.

The killer flicked his bleeding leg a little. I guessed he was trying to shake the pair of scissors off, hoping the blades would loosen from where they were wedged into his flesh. Unfortunately for him, the scissors stayed in his leg. He made a noise that sounded like a wild animal in pain. He tried reaching down to grab them, but his stomach and the suit wouldn't allow him to reach the scissors.

"Where is my sister?!" I asked him with a little bit of a quiver in my tone. The The killer angled his head upward at me. The dark sockets of the mask were directed straight at me, In the light, the whites of the killer's eyes glowed again. I saw a part of his face, but most of it was hidden within the shadows inside the mask.

"Where do you think, my little Shadow Bonnie?" he asked me in his creepy, monotone voice. Eddie trembled a bit; either from the lack of blood, or the way the killer spoke to me. "Don't call her that!" Eddie snapped. The killer seemed to grin from behind the mask as he casually continued to try and reach for the scissors in his leg. I felt tears come to my face again as I shook my head. He already stuffed them. I narrowed my eyes just as Eddie began talking to the killer.

"What are you trying to prove?! Putting Ren... and the other kids inside... the animatronics is not going to bring them back to life! The puppet brings life to the kids inside the suits...in the game! You are just murdering kids in cold blood!...Once the police arrive...you are going to get...the death penalty...You fucking sick bastard!" Eddie said in a firm tone.

The killer twitched as he stared straight at Eddie. I gripped Eddie's arm tighter. The killer straightened up a bit as he began to slowly reach behind his back. I felt my blood run cold and took a step back, pulling Eddie with me. The killer's head gradually moved up and down, examining Eddie's body. His eyes stopped on the red bandages around Eddie's body where he slashed him.

"How come you are not dead?" he asked Eddie. Eddie shifted nervously. The killer pulled out his blood caked blade he had been using to kill from behind his back. He aimed the tip of the blade directly at Eddie. "No matter, I'll make sure you stay dead!" then the killer screamed and lunged forward, his knife out in front of him. I screamed and pushed Eddie out of the knife's path. Eddie stumbled with me as we moved over to the edge of the stage.

I felt the blade go right by me. The swoosh of air from the blade was ice cold and sent chills down my spine. My whole body was shaking and alert. Unfortunately, I wasn't prepared for the second attack from the killer. The second time the blade came at me, I felt the tip of it dig above my eyebrow and run along my forehead. I gasped and jumped back in fear, but it was too late, I felt my warm blood run down the left side of my face. I instinctively ran my left hand over it and felt the blood on my hand, and felt it soak through my finger-less glove. I felt my heart skip a couple beats from the blood. I was bleeding.

"Ren!" Eddie screamed my name as he pulled me. I fell to my feet. Eddie nearly fell off the stage. The dark curtain swayed in violent motions. The killer limped over to us, leaving a trail of blood. He raised his knife again and brought it down. My instincts kicked in as I grabbed the end of one part of the curtain and used it as a shield to stop the blade. The blade tore right through the curtain and began to run down. The force form the killer was too strong, causing me to move backwards. I stumbled off of the stage, falling on my hands and knees on the ground. Pain shot up my arms and legs, burning like fire.

I heard Eddie come off the stage and slowly come over to me. "Are you ok, Ren?" he asked me. Before I could answer, the curtains were violently ripped away. The sound of fabric rippling and moving was a muffled noise in my ears. They billowed out and rose up as the killer stood in between them in the darkness. The small flashlight laid next to me on the ground, helping us see a little. I winced from its harsh white light. My eyes were still having a hard time getting used to the light; I'm sure the killer did too...

I picked up the flashlight, got to my feet and shined the light into his face. The killer groaned angrily and lashed his knife out. I quickly drew my arm back before it got sliced up. Eddie coughed as he got to his feet, grabbed my arm, and pulled me away from the killer. The killer had his hand over his eyes and was blindly swinging his blade around him while walking towards us. "You bitch!" he roared at me.

I shined the light on the ground as me and Eddie quickly moved along back to the other side of the room. We didn't have a lot of options to choose from. We couldn't go back to the security room, the arcade area, or the stage. Our last option was the bathroom, but even then we couldn't lock the door, and there was no other way out.

"Hurry," Eddie whispered to me. Before I could ask, I felt his arm pull me down near a table. Eddie quietly scooted a chair out and gently pushed me to go under. I quietly did and he followed right behind me. Eddie pulled the chair back and crouched under the table near me. "Turn off the light," he whispered to me. I did as quietly as I could and went quiet. After a couple seconds of silence, I reached out for his hand; but didn't feel it against the carpeted ground. I lifted my hand out towards him then felt his hand was over his mouth. He was holding in his coughs. I stayed near him and held my breath.

The killer's heavy off-set footsteps came lumbering down the aisle of tables. He knocked into one, causing a chair to tip over and crash into the other table. Eddie trembled near me, but managed to stay quiet. Tears came to my eyes once again, but I blinked them away and tried staying focused. The killer called out for us to come out. Still half blind, he felt his way around, his blade scraping against the tops of the tables and clinking against the metal of the chairs.

His angry little rants gradually became soft; then was back to the same creepy voice he used on me before. The killer stopped dead on his tracks in the middle of the aisle of tables. "There is no where else to run...little bunnies. You have lost...or should I say, Game Over. I have won." Eddie and I didn't come out from our hiding spot. From where I crouched, I peeked out from the legs of the chairs and saw the darker figure of the killer in the room.

The two glowing white orbs of his eyes stayed perfectly close next to each other in the middle of the dark room. I stifled a gasp and held my breath as I stayed hidden. The two glowing white dots moved right to left, looking and listening for any sounds.

Suddenly, Eddie began to shake uncontrollably. He coughed and vomited near me. "Eddie!" I cried out in a high pitched whisper as I tried helping him, but didn't know what to do. I felt Eddie's body shake more as he cried out and coughed loudly. The sound of off set heavy footsteps began to come closer and closer towards where we were.

I tried pulling Eddie with me to come out from under the table, but it was no use. Eddie shoved me away. I heard Eddie cough and throw up again. The horrible smells of vomit and the smell of blood filled my nose. "Eddie!" I screamed. I heard the chair near us get pulled away and Eddie scream my name. I felt him get pulled away from me by the killer.

"No!" I screamed and came out from under the table. I reached out and felt the furry arm of the suit as it gripped Eddie's hair tightly. Eddie kicked and flailed, hitting me in the process without knowing. I fought the killer as well, but was immediately shoved into the table. My back made contact with the edge of the table me and Eddie were once hiding under. I fell to my knees and cried from the pain.

Then, I heard the familiar, horrible gut wrenching sound of sharp metal biting into flesh. "No!" I screamed and forced myself to my feet. I felt something wet fill my hands when I reached out to Eddie. Instantly knowing it was blood, I felt sick and stumbled backwards. I heard the sound of Eddie's body collapse to the ground with a loud thud. "Nooo!" I screamed and coughed out. Eddie was gone.

The killer chuckled as he wiped his blade on the front of his suit. "ten down...one to go," he said as he turned his head towards my direction...

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