(Silver P.O.V)

He didn't want to leave my lap. This 'BB' or Balloon Boy as his real name, seemed to like me in the few minutes we've been together. We just sat for a few minutes, then Marion finally got another chance to speak.

"Alright then, I suppose I should finally get to my point," Marion said, getting up from the windowsill.

"And that is-" I waited for her to continue.

"Times are tough, and right now you're the only thing I need," She said.

"Me?"

Marion nodded, walking around the room.

"It's Freddy, he ain't doing to well. Insane is the right word, and he's taking it out on everyone else. He just wont stop," Marion shook her head.

"I know he went crazy...but not that far," I trailed off. Marion huffed,

"Things are going badly. Terrible. We just need to shut him down somehow, turn him back on, he'll be fine. But he's strong, not of us can get our hands on him. Besides, a few have already been broken down. They can't do a thing, and us in the basement...we're stuck in the basement. Only B and I can get out, and faced to facts, we aren't strong." She explained.

"Right," I seethed.

"Freddy knows Jordan, he also knows Goldy more than anyone. The only person he really doesn't know, is you. And he may have forgotten you, since he's far more focused on revenge than anything else," Marion explained.

I nodded, "Right."

"So you'll help?!"

"Of course!" I blurted. "Why wouldn't I?"

"Alright, make sure to come by tomorrow. We need your help as soon as possible," Marion explained. "Alright, B. Let's get going,"

Marion grabbed BB and disappeared out of the room down the hall, I looked down the hall, but nothing was there.

Weird.

(? P.O.V)

Oh how the ideas began! So many different ways to end this all!~

All excellent.

All entertaining.~~

Now, I want this to continue. I want to go the long route, I want to make this fun. But how to do it, half of my work is done for me. He's gone on a rampage, and little 14 year old is stopping by tomorrow. Alone. How idiotic. But then again, the children are always the idiots~

I learned that lesson long ago~

And I'm not going back this time. Everything's going to go how I want it, everything's going to fit into the finished piece.

First priority:

The girl.