The grip on Andy's wrists tightened as he laid there petrified, staring into the glowing purple eyes of the hellish creature. His heart missed a beat upon seeing it open its mouth filled with rows of sharp teeth.

"This is all your fault." A deep gurgled voice erupted from the monster's throat.

Andy began to struggle, attempting to break free from the monster's grasp, "KYLE! PETER! DAN! HELP ME!" He looked back at where he last saw his three friends.

They were nowhere to be found.

A soft demonic laugh came from Bonnie, sending chills down his spine. Tears began to leak from his eyes as he looked up. It then threw him to the other side of the hall.

Andy screamed the second his back hit the concrete wall, only to be followed by an unbearable pain on his left foot, his ankle was twisted upon landing on the floor. The teen endured gashes on his body, including a large claw mark on his wrists. He was dazed, could see nothing but a thick mist surrounding him. He couldn't see Bonnie anywhere. The air was cold, as if he was trapped in a freezer with smoke coming out of his mouth from his rapid breathing.

"H-he-help m-me." He shivered, slowly crawling on the floor, listening for sudden sounds, and trying to locate where the monster was. "P-please, l-leave me alone."

He reached for a table and pulled himself to his feet, ignoring the pain coming from his broken ankle. He bit his shirt, muffling his screams. Andy was covered in sweat, blood, and tears, his clothes were stained with it.

"Andy." A soft, but distorted voice called.

"Please." He whimpered, looking left and right for the source of it, "Leave me alone." His breaths echoed, fear rising to his throat.

Then, the same pair of purple eyes appeared in front of him, floating like orbs in the thick mist. He gasped, hearing footsteps approaching where he was standing. Inch by inch, he could see a tall purple figure in the thick mist, walking towards him in a slow manner, each step with a corresponding solid thud that rang through his ears. Andy could not move, it felt like his feet were glued to the floor and his entire body was forced to look at the creature.

"Wh-what are you?" It was the only phrase he could utter.

Its eyes sparked, it then scoffed in the most unnerving way, "Your worst nightmare."

"Wh-What do you want from me?"

"I want to play." Bonnie smiled, his sharp teeth reflecting the moonlight from outside.

With one swift move, Bonnie picked up the paralyzed man by the neck. The teen gasped for air as the cold, metal fingers closed around his neck. He felt his entire body get lifted off the ground. He tried prying it off but it was no use. He felt hands hold onto his torso trying to pull him away from the animatronic.

He prayed to God that he would be able to wake up from this horrible nightmare.

Bonnie exhaled deeply then slowly brought the teen's face closer to his. Andy tried looking away but the grip only tightened and forced him to look at the creature eye to eye. Once he was close, almost nose to nose with it.

Bonnie's eyes glowed even brighter and Andy trembled even more.

"Tag." The rabbit uttered before hurling him away, "You're it."

"A-Andy?" Kyle mumbled, looking at his friend who was still trapped under the Fredbear animatronic.

His body was suddenly lifted into thin air then thrown away.

They stood frozen in shock as they watched the unconscious body fly to the other side of the hall like a rag doll. Kyle immediately got to his feet, fearing the worst, "ANDY! WAKE UP!"

Just as he was about to approach the motionless body, it suddenly spoke, "H-he-help m-me." He trembled like he was cold despite the place being in a warm temperature.

To their fright, Andy's eyes were still closed. He was talking in his sleep.

"It's happening again. WAKE UP!" Kyle ran but jumped when he saw bloodstains appear on his friend's shirt, gashes and bruises on his face. "Holy shit." He said, seeing his friend's ankle twisted.

"What the fuck is happening?!" Peter gasped, jaw hanging open in shock.

"We need to wake him up now before it's too late!" Kyle exclaimed, trying to shake Andy awake. "ANDY!" He slapped the teen, but nothing happened.

Andy suddenly stood up, looking around and limping, dragging his injured foot. He was still asleep.

"WAKE UP!" Dan shrieked.

"Please, Leave me alone." His friend mumbled.

The three grabbed hold of Andy, "We gotta get him out of here now!" Peter exclaimed, words piling on top of the other.

"Dan, call for help!" Kyle bellowed, "Go and run for help!"

Dan sprinted out of the diner and ran to the nearest house which was a few blocks from where they were at.

The two began pulling him to the door when suddenly the body was lifted into the air once again, but this time, Andy was gasping for air as bruises began to appear around his neck.

"GET HIM DOWN! HE'S CHOKING!" Kyle bellowed, grabbing hold of his friend's torso.

Just as the other two were about to help him, Andy was thrown away by an unseen force to the large portrait of Bonnie the bunny. The glass panel exploded into pieces and showered the teen's body, further scathing him even more. They scrambled towards him but the body was again tossed around, this time hitting the lights on the ceiling and causing sparks from the sockets.

"LET HIM GO!" Kyle screamed.

Andy slammed flat on the ceiling spread-eagled right above where his friends were, like he was glued to it. Kyle and Peter was forced to watch the terror unfold.

"HELP ME! SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME!" Andy spat out blood from his mouth, using his bloodied hands to remove himself from the ceiling. He kept screaming, screaming his lungs out crying for help.

"ANDY!" Peter screamed.

The helpless teen turned his head at Peter, but still had his eyes closed. "H-He-Help...m-me..." He pled, reaching out his hand to them, "Please."

Then his shirt was torn open and with a sound of a slash, four gashes appeared on the teen's chest, almost exposing his ribs.

Kyle and Peter screamed at the top of their lungs as blood gushed from the fresh wound, pouring to the floor like drops of rain. Tears ran down the their eyes, no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't pull Andy out from his nightmare. They were watching their friend get maimed in front of them, unable to do anything.

Andy gasped, his eyes shot open before he was suddenly dropped from the ceiling slamming hard on the table below. He lay motionless, covered in blood as his friends rushed by his side.

The two gasped upon seeing Andy's horrible condition, "Andy?" Kyle asked, kneeling beside his friend. He had his eyes open, looking up at the ceiling.

"Don't give up on me, buddy." Peter sobbed, "Don't die on us."

"Hold on, help is on the way." Kyle wiped the tears on his face. In his mind, he was praying for the best.

Out of nowhere, he suddenly thought of Eric, making his heart sink. He's the reason why his friends are having nightmares, he's the reason why Andy was attacked.

It's my fault, everything is my fault.

He prayed that his friend wouldn't be dead. However, his mind was crowded with mixed emotions, but it was mostly sadness and regret. And also in his thoughts were images of the hellish animatronics that were terrorizing him and his friends.

He reached for Andy's bloodstained neck.

There was a faint heartbeat.