Previously
"I'm sorry Mr and Mrs S/N, I'm afraid that Michael is in a severe coma..."
At the news you stood feeling paralyzed and your parents gasped in shook. The Doctor then led your parents and yourself to the room that Michael was located at. Your mother began bawling at the sight of your younger brother and your dad hugged your mother to bring her comfort. You strolled over to the bed where Michael was resting with a determined expression on your features. You were determined to stop the fox animatronic from your nightmare and get answers from the countless questions you have.
You spent the next few hours of your day at the hospital with Michael and your parents that mostly consisted of the doctor and your parents discussing Michael's condition. You felt relieved that it wasn't a weekday and that you wouldn't need to catch up with any work you may have missed at school. You were broken from your thoughts when your parents approached you and informed you that the both of them are going to be staying overnight at the hospital with your younger brother for a few days, trusting that you'll attend school and do any homework that you get assigned.
You felt nervous about staying at home by yourself but you didn't show this as to not worry your parents even more about your younger brother. After you agreed to the idea your dad drove you back home and your mum stayed behind at the hospital with Michael. The car journey was silent, but not the uncomfortable kind of silent.
"Y/N… are you sure about staying by yourself? Your mum and I could always take turns at staying overnight in hospital with Michael…"
Your dad suddenly questioned out of nowhere. Could he tell somehow that you were actually anxious about staying at home without anyone there?
"I'm positive, Michael needs the both of you to be there to support him so I think that it's best if you both stay there."
You lied confidently, hoping that your dad would be convinced. The car stopped in front of your house and your dad turned to face you and stare at you as if contemplating the decision to let you leave or not. You rolled your eyes and smiled softly at your dad's overprotective behavior.
"Dad, I'll be fine. Trust me."
"Alright then, off you go. Stay safe and remember our rules, call me if you need anything."
Your dad responded with a sigh. You nodded encouragingly and made your way out of the car, closing the door behind you and waving farewell to your dad as he drove away. After you watched the car disappear you unlocked the door to your house and made your way inside and to the kitchen where you began to prepare dinner for yourself. A sigh escaped your lips while you prepared dinner as today's events were beginning to take a toll on you.
The many questions that you wanted answers rapidly ran though your head, making you feel slightly dizzy. You shook these thoughts from your head and placed the cooked food on a plate then made your way to the living room and began to eat.
The next few hours after eating your dinner you watched movies on the TV and ate popcorn wrapped in a blanket cozily. You wanted to avoid your room as much as possible in fear of seeing the spine-chilling fox animatronic from your nightmares leap out from your closet at you, so you stayed in the living room for majority of the time.
It was beginning to get late and you knew that you'd have to go to your bed and sleep eventually, so with a tired sigh you forced yourself off the sofa and washed up before sliding into your bed falling into a peaceful slumber.
You opened your eyes.
Darkness. Silence.
You began to walk around to try and find a way out with your hands held out protectively in front of you in case you ran into something. Then an odd thing happened.
A single spotlight shone down with a plush toy of a fox in the middle of the spotlight.
You made your way to the plush toy and hesitantly picked the fox up. You relaxed seeing that the plush toy was harmless and actually thought that the fox was adorable.
"Well aren't you cute. You wouldn't know a way out of here would you?"
You began to giggle softly as you spoke to the plush toy as if it would talk back.
Your laugh was cut short, however, as suddenly a hook appeared out of nowhere inches from slashing you. The fox animatronic from your nightmare stepped out from the darkness into the spotlight and as you slowly backed away in fear from the worn down looking fox your back pressed against a wall. You were trapped.
You stood against the wall trembling as the fox animatronic loomed over you. The said animatronic crept towards you and raised his robotic arm to press his sharp hook against your neck.
"Ye' have no idea what me an' me crew have planned for ye' lass/lad."
To be continued.
AYYYYYY IT'S NIGHTMARE FOXY! I would appreciate it if you guys would review and all that stuff. ^^ Thank you and as always I hope you're enjoying this fanfiction so far!