There is a big chance that the last 2 chapters will be short. Like really short. But hey, then the sequel will be out sooner. That name stands as Day After Day.
On another note, any of you see the trailer for FNAF 2? My god was that awesome! Foxy, i'm ready!
Ahem...enjoy!
Chapter 11 -
"We're losing her!" A male said checking my pulse again, as he was keeping track of it as his partner got some supplies.
"Clear!" A female said coming near me.
Right after she said that, I then felt my body jump towards the ceiling.
"Come on, kid." The guy continued. "You can do it. Wake up!"
"I'm going to do it again." The woman said when I didn't stir. "Clear!"
Once again, my body jumped upwards.
I died didn't I? Who are the voices I'm hearing…and why do I still feel pain? Oh God…I didn't die. I'm still alive and feeling every once of pain go up and down my aching body.
I then felt someone's mouth touch mine and then pushed on my chest. So that means someone is doing CPR on me…but who?
"Hello? Miss? Can you please try to wake up?" I heard the female ask.
"Come on, you can do it." The man said continuing to do CPR on me.
"God what happened to her?" The woman asked, concerned.
"The police think someone might've broke in…somehow." The man replied.
And they were both trying not to cause any more damage to my body. Once they saw I was still there with them, in the land of the living, they plan on racing me to the hospital.
"Just open your eyes or give us a sign you can hear us." The woman sighed, as she stayed kneeled on the other side of me.
I tried to open my eyes, but it felt like they were glued shut.
"Let's get her on the stretcher. I finally got her to breath normal again." The male said sitting up and the woman nodded.
I let out a small cry when I was suddenly grabbed and lifted up.
"She's really still with us." The woman said in relief.
"Come on, kid." The man said once I was on the stretcher. "Open your eyes. We know you can do it. You're breathing normal again and have proved to be quite a fighter."
"No…no…it's a trap!" My mind screamed. "It's Freddy playing a trick on you! Don't wake up! And don't trust those voices!"
My body began to shake badly as I felt myself begin to cry. Maybe I'm not safe at all. Maybe I'm imaging things or I am dead and just in Hell. Or worse, like my mind said, it's just Freddy.
With those awful thoughts of what could really be happening to me in my head, I kept my eyes shut tightly, afraid to open them and see Freddy or even the devil himself with me.
I tried to speak, through my crying, to find out where I was at least, but all the came out was a whine. I didn't get a good look of the animatronic but did Freddy force me into a dog one?
"It's okay, sweetie, you're safe now." The woman said gently. "We're gonna give you medicine so you won't feel pain anymore."
"Let's just get her to the hospital." The male paramedic said with a sigh.
"Okay." The female paramedic nodded.
As I felt them wheel me off, I heard Mr. Fazbear scream,
"WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED HERE?!"
'I don't think he wants to know what happened.' I thought to myself. 'I don't even know myself.'
Once in the ambulance, exhaustion soon took over and I ended up falling asleep on the way to the hospital. Though I still believed that I wasn't going there and that the voices was my imagination.
The next time I woke up, it was late in the afternoon and I forced myself to open my eyes. I looked around the hospital room, surprised that's where I actually was.
"Huh…" I rubbed my head. "Could've sworn I was dead…"
So what happened? Foxy, Chica, and Bonnie had to of saved me, but did they call 911 as well?
I looked at my body and saw bruises across my arms and even felt them on my face without even looking into a mirror. And both of my legs were in casts too.
My stomach and chest also felt like there was bandages wrapped around them. Right…he most likely broke a rib.
The door suddenly opening made me jump, as I was lost in thought.
"Hey, you're awake." A officer said coming into the room.
I stayed quiet as he came up to me.
"I'm officer Shawn Lassiter. Your boss said you were Lexi Ghostar, right?"
"Yeah." I nodded.
"Can you tell me what happened, Lexi?" Shawn asked.
"…" I thought about what to say.
I highly doubt the police would believe me about animatronics that are possessed by the ghosts of kids.
"I was doing my job as the night guard when I thought I heard noises. So I left the security office to check it out. Next thing I know I'm getting beaten and knocked out." I said as he wrote it down.
"Did you see your attacker?" Shawn asked and I shook my head.
"Alright, well, I think that's about it then. I can get a doctor and he will tell you about your wounds." Shawn said sighing.
"Okay." I nodded.
I then thought about those kids.
"Hey! Um…" I stopped the officer from leaving. "Being around the robots all night made me realize the odor they have."
Might as well keep lying. Plus I don't want to know how Mr. Fazbear will react even if justice needs to be served on him.
"I think there might be bodies in there. I looked up a case from 1987 and five kids went missing there." I continued.
"Right." Shawn nodded turning fully to me. "I think I read about it. Do you think it's them?"
"Yeah. There's a fifth costume somewhere. Golden Freddy, I think. I haven't seen it but I heard there was a costume like that. Maybe the fifth kid is in it if not in a animatronic with another kid?" I said.
"Well, I will look into that. Thank you." Shawn nodded and I nodded back.
"You're welcome." I replied watching him leave.
A few minutes later a doctor came in.
"Hello, Lexi. I'm Dr. Winchester." The doctor smiled.
"Hi." I said as he came closer and sat down in a chair next to the bed.
"I'm going to tell you about your wounds, alright?" He asked.
"Okay." I nodded.
"Well, starting from your head, you have bad bruises that will heal on their own over time. Your neck has marks like someone was choking you."
"Yeah…I think I remember someone grabbing my throat." I said.
"Do you remember them kicking you?" Dr. Winchester asks.
"Sort of. Is that what's wrong with my stomach?" I asked placing a hand my hospital gown, feeling the bandages.
"Yes, you have two broken ribs that will also heal." Dr. Winchester said.
"I think my nose was bleeding too." I said remembering the blood that was on my hands.
"Yeah, we easily put your nose back into place and cleaned you up."
"Thanks." I said looking back to him.
"You're welcome. Now, onto your legs…"
I stared at him, waiting to see if he would continue.
"Both of your legs." He coughed and cleared his throat.
My eyes widened and I began to be afraid of what he would say. Are my legs done for? Will I never be able to walk again?
"Is it good news or bad?" I asked not being able to handle the silence.
It got to the point that I was beginning to physically shake.
"H-Hey, it's okay." Dr. Winchester said placing a hand on my shoulder.
"A-Answer me. Please." I said stuttering.
"Good news, you will be able to walk again." He finally said.
I sighed in relief when he said that.
"But they are so badly broken that you will be confined to a wheelchair for about a month or until at least one of them heals." Dr. Winchester said as I stared at him.
I forgot how to breath for a minute until I snapped back to reality.
"What?" I asked dumbfounded.
"When one of your legs heals, you can go onto crutches. But that's still a lot of therapy to do. I'm afraid you probably won't be able to work either. Not for a month at the latest."
"Oh my god." I said putting my head in my hands.
"I'm sorry this happened, but be happy you'll be able to walk one day."
"Yeah…I guess." I replied.
"I'll go get your friends." I shot up when he said that.
"What?!" I said as he got up and started to walk away.
"Your two friends, Faith and Bekah are here. They're really worried too."
"Y-Yeah I'm sure they are." I said.
"Everything alright?" Dr. Winchester asked raising a eyebrow.
"Yeah…um…bring them in." I said unsure how to fell.
"Okay." He shrugged and left.
When the girls walked in, boy…did they give me pissed off looks..
And next chapter will be a little chat involving Lex, Faith, and Bekah.