Nightfall came surprisingly fast even with how slow the day seemed to go by. Darkness loomed within the fenced area along with something much heavier. Riley and David stood watch in the guard house – Riley on the monitor and David keeping an eye on Foxy. Joseph had gone back to the main building to bar everything off as well as be near a phone if we needed the police or an ambulance. As for Mike and myself, we stood outside the box waiting for them to wake up.

"How long have they been here?" Mike asked.

"This should be the third day I think." I tried to draw a mental map back to the first day but with everything that had been happening I couldn't quite remember. Felt almost like a week with all the different memories fusing into mine. It was hard to focus on the past few days.

He nodded. "Third night. Freddy should start moving tonight too." The man leaned up against a bed post buried within the walls. "He's like a damn ninja. All that you'll see is his eyes. Kinda creepy."

I shivered. How was that the only thing creepy about seven foot tall murdering machines? And only KINDA?! What all had this guy seen for it to only be 'kinda' creepy? "When do they move? A-And what do we do?" I failed to notice till now that Mike hadn't even told me what we were going to be doing.

"I should be able to calm them down. You just need to make sure they don't get away."

Another shiver started up but it stopped making me feel jittery. "And how exactly do you think I'm going to stop them?"

"Just stand in front of them. From what you said about Bonnie, she shouldn't hurt you again."

"She? The purple kangaroo is a girl now?"

"Rabbit, and no actually Bonnie is a boy but the kid possessing it is a girl."

I stared at him. "Really?"

He shrugged. "I only worked there a week but I learned a lot. Ya get used to it."

We both jumped at a loud thud from within the metal box. By the time we even glanced back to it, the door was swung open and that duck stood outside of it. This one I had never seen move before but there was something about the way it stood that freaked me out even more than last night's run in with the bunny.

"Chica?" Mike stepped away from the wall, arms out as he went closer to the animatronic. "It's okay, you're safe. No one is going to hurt you."

The robot twitched. Eyes swiveled and set on the man. It didn't move past that.

Mike waited for several moments until a faint mist rose around the bird, and then he smiled. "She remembers me. That's good." He turned back to face me. "If I can get her under control then it shouldn't be a big deal for the others. Foxy, on the other hand, I'll need some time with him." The man pat the robot's arm.

I didn't feel so safe standing anywhere near it. Everything in me was telling me to run, to get away from it before it tried to squish me like the rabbit. As if hearing me, the eyes moved to me. My breath caught in my throat. There was something just so wrong about this one.

The little bit of light that kept its eyes glowing went out leaving only the pupils as a small dot in the black. Static rolled over the animatronic and she began to shake and twitch.

Mike stepped away from it. "Chica, calm down," he said softly to it, standing in front of it with his hands up to get its attention. "I said you're safe. No one wants to hurt you."

She heard him, and to make it obvious she repeated him. What she repeated, however, wasn't what I wanted to hear. "Hurt… you." Then the stiff motions of the robot vanished and it was completely human. She reared her head back and screamed, black mist swirling up around her face sinking into the darkness of her eyes and mouth. Grabbing a hold of Mike, she threw him out of her way and went straight for me.

I panicked, thank God, and ran back to the guard house. "OPEN THE DOOR!" I screamed in hopes they'd hear me. As I rounded the corner I saw it was already open and Riley stood outside with David in the doorway. "GET INSIDE!" I yelled.

They echoed my yell as Chica rounded the corner, right on my tail.

Several times she brushed my backpack nearly grabbing onto the straps. I finally worked it off and dropped it hearing the sickening crack of the camcorder inside shattering to bits under the robot's feet.

David still stood in the doorway, a pale look of fear on his face. The actual reality of this had finally set into him. "Come on, Mikey!" he screamed, voice cracking. "Run!" He even put out his hand in hopes of pulling me in.

I reached out desperately knowing full well that the little wooden door would be no match for this thing in a full sprint. Just a few feet from the door and my hopes were sliced clean through.

The bot's hand found my wrist, grabbing hold and throwing me to the side. I flew a good three feet before slamming to the ground and rolling the rest of the way to a pile of trash bags. My bad knee had awoken with a shock making it impossible for me to move. I attempted to crawl only for the pain to strike me and bring up the memories of that nightmare. I couldn't move because then it'd hurt. I didn't want to hurt anymore. I didn't want it to hurt.

Sadly the bird had other plans. She screamed again and was on top of me before I could react. One hand slammed into my throat pinning my neck to the ground, whereas her other hand was mindlessly punching the ground beside me.

My only reaction was to grab at her arm. I needed the air she was blocking off. The force of her new attack had winded me and now she was blocking my only source of air. With the small amount of noise I could make, I pleaded for her to stop, to let me go. I clawed at the metal that encased that scared to death child's soul hoping for her to hear me and stop.

In the back of my fading thoughts, I could hear Riley screaming. David too… But that didn't matter. All I wanted was air. One small taste of oxygen.

GET OFF HIM! LEAVE HIM ALONE!

That kid's voice too? Why couldn't people just stop yelling already and get me some damn air? Was that too much to ask for?

GET OOOOOOOOOFF! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!

What's wrong with his voice? He sounds all demonic now. Creepy… I liked the other voice better. What was I doing again? Why'd everything go black?" I blinked. "When did I start talking to myself?" I tried looking around but there was nothing but darkness. "Where am I?"

You're between realities.

Shocked, I spun around. Before me was a short kid with bleach blonde hair and brown eyes. He was very young, maybe about five or six, but those eyes of his held knowledge that he shouldn't have. I understood the knowledge that I could see in those brown orbs because I knew this kid immediately. "You're the fifth kid."

His appearance twitched showing me the horror of what I'd felt in the nightmare. Slit throat, body ripped in two, entrails hanging by the only parts still attached to his upper half. I'm sorry I couldn't help. His mouth didn't move as he spoke.

I rubbed my arm awkwardly. "Not your fault. I mean… I don't think anyone could have stopped that duck from attacking me."

She's a chicken, the boy corrected me.

"Oh, sorry." I looked around at the blackness again. "So this is death? Just a bunch of dark?"

He shook his head. You're between realities; neither dead nor alive. He then raised his hand, pointing behind me.

As I looked back, I felt my heart drop. I was looking at my own body. Riley was yelling at me and standing behind her was my little brother. Even further back, I could just make out Mike and the chicken. I couldn't see what they were doing as they both vanished off to the side.

"So what's going to happen to me?" I forced my eyes away from the scene.

You'll be fine. I took you here so you wouldn't have to hurt. Then the innocent look altered. We need to talk.

"You couldn't just do that in my head like you've been doing?"

Mike knows who hurt us. He has to tell them so they can catch the bad man.

I flinched. "So bringing him here… wasn't what we were supposed to do?"

Only he can make the others normal again.

"Normal? You mean not so I-want-to-eat-you normal?" I crossed my arms. "I've been meaning to ask… Why are you so… Uh… Why aren't you like them? Why are you different? I mean you can possess me, so why aren't you making me kill people or hurt myself or something?"

Because, Mikey, I can't do that. The animatronics have no souls, but you do. As long as you have one then I can only make you think bad things. When the others get mad, they can make the animatronics do bad things because they can control them. I can't control you. As if to show me, he stepped closer and reached out to me, his hand slipping within my arm. I can't even touch you.

I felt a cold chill within my arm and had to pull away. "Okay… So they can control those things and you can't control people. Why don't you just control something then?"

Because I can't. I've only been around other people since it happened. I don't know how to control other things. He looked sad as he said this, turning away to look out to the dark. But I'd rather help people than hurt them. I want to help the others too. They're my friends. I want them to stop hurting.

I knelt down, feeling too tall to be talking this seriously with the kid. "So what can we do?"

Mike has to tell the police men so the bad man can get caught. Then he smiled. But let's calm the others down first. You're going to be watching them while Mike is away so why not?

It took a moment, but I smiled as well. "Sounds good to me."

*****Author's Notes*****

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