Freddy Fazbear's Pizza is closer to my house than I remember. Huh. I must've never noticed it.
As approach the restaurant, I see a small child sitting next to the door. She looks about eight, and is playing with a small Freddy Fazbear doll, humming. Her head is oddly shaped, as if it has a dent in the top. I look around. There is nobody else out here. The girl is out here after hours with nobody looking after her. She looks vaguely familiar, as if I saw her in some sort of dream, but I can't put my tongue on where.
"Hey, kid. What are you doing here after hours?" I bend over. She looks up. "What?"
"It's not good to be staying out at midnoght. I hear it's going to rain." Even though I seem to have her attention, her hands keep playing with the Freddy doll as if nothing is happening. She doesn't answer.
"Do you have any parents?" She rocks back and forth. "I think so. Who are you?" This takes me aback. This girl, just sitting out here by a building after hours, with seemingly no parents.
"My name is Mike. What's yours?"
She bites her lip and mumbles something. She continues playing with her doll. "I don't know. I don't know…" I'm really starting to feel sorry for this girl. It's like she hit her head on the pavement or something, and now she can't remember anything. Now there isn't anyone to take care of her.
"We need to get you somewhere safe. Come with me." She holds her arms up and I carry her over my shoulder. I can still feel her playing with the Freddy doll.
I set her down on the sidewalk. "Wait here." I grab a sleeping bag and pillow from my house and hand it to her. "Here. It should keep you warm." I check my watch. 11:59 PM. Crap! I'm gonna be late!
"Uh, gotta go. S-Stay safe!" I run off, and she waves. A grin paints my face. But…
Is it me, or did I see her doll wave, too?
Sorry the chapters are so short! I have a really, really bad habit of writing short chapters. The only grace is that they fly out like envelopes from a full mailbox. Don't worry, it'll be worth it in the end. Keep reading!