October 4, 2017

12 hours 30 minutes

Today is sunny and a very good day to take a walk. Chris thought it would be better to go out and get some fresh air than to sit at home in his room and shy away from every sound, knowing that at any moment your older brother would scare you. By the way, he did so today.

- Michael, stop it already! Sometimes it's completely ridiculous! - Chris said, barely holding back tears.

- And you cry for any reason and are even afraid of your shadow! - Michael laughed in a Foxy mask.

Where did he get this mask from? Yes, from the pizzeria "Freddy Fazbear and his friends", but now Chris sincerely hated all these masks.

12 hours 40 minutes

Street. Fresh air. Flowers are blooming, birds are singing, butterflies are flying. Children on the playground. Quite a lot for today. But in any case, Chris didn't want to go to the playground. Just take a walk, hoping that he won't meet any of the kids.

- Let me go! - Fredbear began to climb out.

- Why? - Chris asked.

- I'm not going to sit idly by. I'll be there and better watch you from afar, so as not to lose you later. Go alone! - Fredbear said and hid behind the car.

- Really?

- Hush! Don't give me away! - bear replied.

Okay, good. One, so one.

But then Chris noticed the boy. So what, it's just a boy. But everything would be fine if this boy did not hold a Plushtrap in his hands. How did he get it? Elizabeth couldn't make him a second one. And moreover, blue-eyed sees this boy for the first time. Maybe he got into their attic?

To find out the answers to all these questions, Chris approached this very boy.

This boy had fair skin, brown hair, blue eyes, a green T-shirt with a red heart and brown pants.

- Hello! - Chris said.

- Hello! - the boy answered. - Where's your plush toy?

- What? - Chris didn't understand. - I didn't take it with me. What kind of toy do you have?

- It's a pity. I have a Spring Bonnie! My dad told me to be careful with him, or Spring Bonnie would bite off my fingers. It's a whole finger trap! Well, at least that's what dad told me. - the boy showed his toy.

It really was Spring Bonnie, but dirty and even smelled a little. It feels like he was just thrown into the mud and all sorts of nasty things were done to make the toy look like that. Therefore, Chris mistook him for a Plushtrap from afar.

- Oh, great. Listen, I have to run here. - Chris began to leave hurriedly. He didn't take the boy's words about fingers seriously.

- See you again! - that boy shouted.

12 hours 46 minutes

Chris had no idea how he did it. When he turned the corner, Fredbear, who a couple of seconds ago was behind one of the cars, was now in the manhole. Fredbear's eyes were watching Chris closely, and his hat was holding the hatch cover.

There was a guy sitting on the grass nearby. He is about the same age as Michael, about 15 years old. He had fair skin, brown hair and eyes, and a green T-shirt. He saw that the kid was looking under the hatch and started giggling from that.

- Aren't you by any chance the kid who looks under the hatches and, apparently, cries all the time? - the guy joked.

- H-How do you know? - Chris was a little scared.

- Your circles under your eyes give it away. - the guy answered. - And in general, no one walks around with a scared face. Don't act like a baby! - patting the boy's head, the teenager said and left in an unknown direction.

Chris stood in a stupor for a couple more minutes before moving on. He will take into account the guy's comments.

12 hours 50 minutes

Today Chris was not destined to walk without meeting other children. However, this time he met a plump boy with light skin, brown hair, blue eyes and a red jacket, as well as with a pink balloon in his hands. He was standing next to a blue car, under which a plush Fredbear was hiding.

- Hey! - the fat boy called out to Chris. - Are you going to the party? I'm asking because everyone is going to a party!

- What kind of party?

- In the pizzeria!

- Oh, no, I'm just walking...

- Wait, but it's your birthday! You have to be there! You're going there! Ha-ha!

- Firstly, today is not my birthday, secondly, who told you about it?

- I just overheard some kids saying that your birthday is coming soon. And when will he be?

- In 2 days...

- Then congratulations in advance!

- Thank you... - Chris said and hurriedly started to leave.

12 hours 55 minutes

- How could you get through the hatch? - Chris went up to the bear who was sitting inside the daisy.

- A secret. - bear grinned.

- Let's go sit under that tree. - Chris suggested.

13 hours

There weren't many children around, so Chris and Fredbear could talk calmly.

- Maybe we should visit Charlie? - Chris suggested.

- Maybe you'll find new friends? For example, there's a girl sitting alone, go meet her! - he pointed to the girl with long blond hair Fredbear.

- I'm afraid... - the boy confessed.

- Don't be afraid! I'll be right there! - bear began to cheer.

- Is this bear talking?! - suddenly a girl with two tails jumped out of the leaves of the tree under which Chris was sitting, thereby scaring the boy and the bear.

- A-a-a-a-a-a-a! - Chris shouted.

- Is this bear talking?! - jumping to the ground, the girl repeated her question.

- N-No! - Chris replied.

- But I heard the second voice! Confess! - she leaned closer.

- N-No, i-it's interactive! Look! - Chris picked up the bear and pressed it on his stomach, pretending that there was a button there.

- I'm Fredbear, the best bear in the world! - bear played along.

- Oh, okay, then. I'm sorry I scared you. I'm Sarah. - Sarah introduced herself.

- I-I'm Chris. - Chris also introduced himself, still slightly in shock and confusion.

Sarah Evans is a paranoid girl. She is 10 years old. She has dark skin, blue eyes, dark red hair, braided in two tails with red elastic bands, a black T-shirt, over which she wears an orange T-shirt with two yellow stripes, an amulet, a red skirt and brown shoes. She has a light green soul of Independence.

Sarah was born on November 11, 2006. She has enough friends, because she trusts them very well. Of course, Sarah knows about pizzerias, but she has never liked animatronics there. Paranoid has always believed that they are either some kind of aliens, or the very machines that kidnap people. She especially lost confidence in them after Elizabeth's death and Sammy's disappearance.

Sarah is superstitious, so she likes to make all sorts of bracelets and amulets, and even conducts her rituals so that they are working. In addition, she likes to go to the forest, and even spend the night in the forest in the summer in the village. Sarah's parents know perfectly well what their daughter is interested in, and they are absolutely not against her travels.

Sarah loves her parents, friends, people who understand her, sweets and so on. And he doesn't like all kinds of dangerous robots, animatronics, aliens, the state government for their terrible secrets and much more. But anyway, paranoids are sometimes right, right?

- Where are your friends? Why are you alone? - Sarah asked.

- I just wanted to take a walk. Where are your friends? - Chris asked the same question.

- That boy over there is one of my best friends!

She pointed to a brown-haired boy buying ice cream.

- Great ... - Chris smiled.

- Is your last name Afton, by any chance? - Sarah asked.

- Y-Yes, why?

- Oh, is it your sister who died? I'm sorry...

- Thank you... Elizabeth was very kind and good...

- I have no doubt about it. - Sarah smiled. - What are those circles under your eyes? Are you awake? Or do you cry all the time?

- Just like that, sleepless nights... - Chris partially lied.

- It turns out that your father also created animatronics together with Mr. Emily and Cawthon? I've heard that at night they come alive and come after you to kill you! - Sarah became paranoid. - And if you die at their hands, they'll never let you go. You will stay with them forever! But don't worry, just don't approach them, and everything will be fine!

- C-Can we talk about s-something else? - Chris suggested, who was sweating profusely from his new friend's stories.

13 hours and 20 minutes

Sarah and Chris quickly became friends. They were sitting under a tree and discussing animatronics, their families, friends, aliens, and so on. But then they were approached by the same girl to whom Fredbear offered to approach.

- Hello! Can I play with you? - she said.

Agnes Baker is a photographer and a cool future lawyer. She is 6 years old. She has fair skin, long golden hair, a pink cupcake clip, blue eyes, a pink T-shirt with a blue stripe on her chest, a camera hanging from her neck, blue shorts and white shoes. She has a purple soul of Perseverance.

Agnes was born on April 1, 2011. She does not suffer from a lack of friends and she is doing well. She is the youngest child in her family and she gets a little more than her older sister, but she does not take offense.

Agnes' favorite animatronic is Toy Chica. The thing is that recently they finally brought new animatronics to the pizzeria. Chica was brought to the pizzeria "Freddy Fazbear and his friends", and Toy Chica was brought to the pizzeria "Toy Freddy and his friends". And the girl liked this robot very much. Toy Chica is an animatronic in the form of a yellow-colored chicken. A tuft of three long feathers is planted on the top of the head. She has rosy cheeks and an orange beak, blue eyes and pink eyelids. Toy Chica also wears a white bib decorated with a confetti pattern and the inscription "Let's party!". The animatronic chicken is also wearing short pink shorts. As a prop, Chica almost always carries in her left hand a plate with a plastic cupcake named Toy Carl, who has blue eyes. Agnes loved her for her charming beauty.

Agnes loves her family, friends, her toys, taking pictures of everything, her favorite notebook, cakes and so on. She does not like her sister's abusers and dirt.

When the girl grows up, she dreams of becoming a lawyer. Everyone is sure that she will make an excellent lawyer. And the girl also has a habit of photographing everything around with her camera. It seems to her that any photo can become evidence in any case. Agnes is sure she can handle it. She will be able to find out absolutely everything.

- Of course you can! - Chris smiled. - What's your name?

- I'm Agnes!

- Great! Have a seat!

- Agnes, where's Spencer? - Sarah asked.

- He'll be here soon. - the girl answered.

- Wait, do you know each other? - Chris interrupted them.

- Of course, we're friends! - the redhead smiled.

- Hi guys! And here I am! My name is Spencer! - the brown-haired boy came up to them and held out his hand to Chris.

Spencer Bishop is a good friend and a lover of hot dogs. He is 13 years old. He has light skin, dark green eyes, bright brown hair, a black and yellow jacket with black double sleeves and a blue bracelet with the name of the owner on his left hand. He has a golden soul of Value.

Spencer was born on June 23, 2004. He has a lot of friends, even some girls like to run after him, but the boy pretends not to suspect anything. Sarah and Agnes are among his friends.

To be honest, Spencer likes all animatronics, even despite Sarah's stories, knowing her character. He did not single out any special animatronic pet for himself. Although he liked Funtime Freddy. It's a pity that this pizzeria was closed. But still, Spencer suspects that Elizabeth Afton did not die because of a dog, but perhaps because of some animatronic. But this is not accurate and he can only guess.

Spencer loves sports and football. He also loves his mom, friends, hot dogs, sports, blue color, all kinds of bracelets, write off the test and so on. He doesn't like slow people, sitting around, traps. He is a very active child.

- I'm Chris. - the boy introduced himself.

- So, what are we going to play? - Spencer sat down on the grass.

- Pirates! - Sarah suggested.

19 hours 35 minutes

Chris was walking home with Fredbear in his arms in a great mood. He made so many new friends today! Spencer, Sarah, Agnes... They are very good guys.

Chris played with his Fredbear, and Agnes brought her animatronics figures and shared them with Spencer. Sarah also had toys of all kinds of wild animals and some wooden dolls.

Chris didn't even have time to go into the house, as Michael scared him.

- This is not funny, Michael! - the kid tried to hold back tears.

- Stop whining about nothing! - Michael said through laughter.

Chris ran to his room in tears.

20 hours 24 minutes

Chris and Fredbear were lying on the bed. Chris's birthday is in 2 days. Spencer, Agnes and Sarah promised that they would definitely come, and Agnes would even bring her sister. She said that her sister is just a master of making cakes. Naomi is finally coming soon. This whole nightmare is going to end soon.

00 hours 00 minutes

There was a noise in the attic.

- I'll go check it out, but you're coming with me! - Chris firmly insisted on his own, and bear had nothing else to do.

00 hours 01 minutes

When Chris went up to the attic, he saw only an empty white chair and the same cross. There was no one.

- Hey, you plush ass, come out! We know you're here! - Fredbear shouted into the void.

- Hush, don't yell! - Chris shut him up.

Suddenly the flashlight went out, and laughter was heard. Someone started running around the attic. And when the boy turned on the flashlight again and dedicated it to the chair, he and bear saw a new guest.

The clothes of the Nightmare Balloon Boy are almost identical to the original, except for some details. For example, instead of blue stripes on the shirt there are purple ones, the same can be observed with the propeller, as well as on his hat. The balloon and the sign are gone, instead of them now big hands with long, tenacious and crooked fingers. In addition, the color of the nightmare's eyes has changed. The mouth has enlarged, now it has a full set of sharp teeth. Because of this, his head is almost divided in two across.

- Come closer. Help me count my teeth! - said the new nightmare.

- Who are you? - Fredbear asked him.

- You can call me Balloon Boy. - a nightmare presented itself.

- Okay, a new pain in the ass.

- Hey! You better shut up, otherwise I... - Balloon Boy got up from his chair and began to approach threateningly.

- Hey! I'm holding a candle to you, you have to sit still! Don't break the rules of the game! - Chris was scared.

- Stupid game... - Balloon Boy said. - But I'm wondering if your head can fit in my mouth, so I'm ready to play!

1 hour 00 minutes

It's unbearable. It's only 4 nights, and they're all taking it out like it's the last night. Chris was sitting in his room with Fredbear after playing with the Nightmare Balloon Boy. He just wanted all this personal hell to end. He wonder how Sarah is doing?

Got no time,

Someone's footsteps began to approach the right door.

I got no time to live

Chris started to hold the door handles, but something forced him to look at the monster. She wasn't alone this time. Unlike the usual cupcake, the Nightmare Carl is very shabby and with sharp teeth. Nightmare Chica slipped it to Chris and he immediately threw the cupcake back to the hostess. Hastily closing the door, the boy began to breathe heavily.

I got no time to live and I can't say goodbye.

Chris suddenly thought of his brother. The boy himself is now on the verge of death, escaping from terrible monsters, gets scared fifty times in a minute, and Michael is fast asleep in his room and is already having his tenth dream. Why Chris? What did he do wrong? Didn't save Elizabeth? Well, a good punishment...

And I'm regretting having memories

Of my friends, who they used to be

Beside me before they left me to die

But what will happen when all these nightmares are over? Of course, his birthday. But after the birthday? Will he die? Or will they come back? These nightmares?

And I know this is,

Chris still hasn't told anyone the truth. Even when Spencer said that Elizabeth obviously didn't die because of the dog, Chris just shrugged. He just didn't want to remember it, just forget it like a bad dream.

I know this is the truth

However, two nights remained, and the boy was already losing his mind. Sometimes, when he did manage to fall asleep, he dreamed that monsters had overtaken him and killed him. Just like that. Bitten off the head and that's it. Instant death.

'Cause I've been staring at my death so many times

And then the door began to twitch again. Chris drove these monsters away again. He was already terribly tired. He didn't want to do anything else. Just sleep in peace and quiet. Without any nightmares.

These scary monsters roaming in the halls

I wish I could just block the doors

And stay in bed until the clock will chime

But then the boy remembered that if he did not resist, he would simply be killed. And who wanted him dead, except, perhaps, Michael? Chris didn't want Naomi to be even more sad. He didn't want anyone to be sad. He will pull himself together and cope with all this!

2 hours 00 minutes

So my flashlight's on, and stay up 'til dawn

I got this headache and my life's on the line

I felt like I won, but I wasn't done

The nightmare repeats itself every time

Got to keep my calm and carry on

Stay awake until the sun will shine

But I'm not so strong, and they're not gone

They're still out there to take what's left of mine

For a whole hour, the Nightmare Mangle, Nightmare Fredbear and even the Nightmare itself came to him. But it seemed to the boy that not all animatronics had come to him yet. Yes, there were already quite a lot of them, and Chris did not want any more new ones, but a bad feeling told him that this was not all.

And then, quite unexpectedly, a new nightmare really appeared in front of him. Chris was so scared that he even dropped the flashlight from his hands.

The Nightmare Puppet is a high nightmare doll. He has an oval mask head with black eyes and white pupils. The head is connected to his torso by a small neck. The body is very thin, on the hands there are long sharp claws of three pieces, decorated with three horizontal white stripes. The legs narrowed to the ends and it was generally unclear how the nightmare stands on these sticks.

- It's a nightmare you can't get out of. - said the Nightmare Puppet in his rough voice and began to approach.

Fortunately, bear quickly brought Chris out of his stupor and forced him to grab a flashlight. After shining the light on the monster, it immediately disappeared as if it had never existed.

- We'll call this one a Nightmarionne. - decided plush Fredbear.

- What, who's next? Halloween Bonnie? Chica? Pumpkin? Maybe this phone? - Chris pointed to his toy phone.

- Calm down, Chris. - Fredbear replied. He saw his friend slowly going crazy.

Have this urge,

Why is everything so difficult? Why Chris? Why his family? He just wanted to take a knife and kill someone.

I have this urge to kill

To finally have someone afraid of him. To be feared. So that he is not afraid of them, but they are. But who would be afraid of a crybaby?

I have this urge to kill and show that I'm alive.

Chris has heard more than once that he is good and loved. Who? Michael, who offends him all the time? A father who seems to have already forgotten about the existence of his children? Friends who will stop communicating with him if they find out the truth? It seemed that everyone in this world was a traitor, and no one could be trusted. Anyone can betray you.

I'm getting sick from these apologies

From people with priorities

That their life matters so much more than mine

3 hours 00 minutes

But I'm stuttering,

Nightmares once in an hour only try to attack a child. He wonder why? But Chris had time to think about what was going on in his life right now. After Elizabeth's death, everything became like this... Confusing. Everything was mixed into one whole and it was quite difficult to get out of this confusion.

I'm stuttering again

Chris became a stutterer. Before, even when he was scared, he stuttered, yes, but not on every word, like now. Only when he felt safe and calm could he talk normally. At home next to Michael, Chris was completely speechless. He couldn't even say a word. His brother and this creepy mask frighten him so much.

No one will listen, and no one will understand

And he also became a crybaby. He could cry over all sorts of trifles, but also did not want anyone to see his tears. He always tried to cry alone, in his room, even without Fredbear's presence. And it all started right after the incident with Elizabeth. Maybe it's time to accept it? Sooner or later she would have died anyway. He can't bring his sister back. Unless resurrection exists.

Because I'm crying as much as I speak

'Cause no one likes me when I shriek

Want to go back to when it all began

4 hours 00 minutes

Chris left his plush friend on guard, and he decided to take a nap. After all, tomorrow he will go to play with his new friends again.

So my flashlight's on, and stay up 'til dawn

I got this headache and my life's on the line

I felt like I won, but I wasn't done

The nightmare repeats itself every time

2 more hours. 2 hours. Nightmarionne came a couple more times, but Chris drove him out with his flashlight. And he also met new nightmares. He croaked.

Nightmare Jack-O-Bonnie is the Halloween version of Nightmare Bonnie. The physique of this animatronic has not changed, only its color has changed. A red glow comes out of his eyes and mouth, the nightmare itself has also become a red pumpkin color.

Nightmare Jack-O-Chica is a Halloween version of Nightmare Chica. Instead of a Nightmare Cupcake, Chica carries in her left hand a huge pumpkin lamp, which has a wide smiling mouth, a triangular nose and eyes in which white pupils burn.

He met them in the same place where the Nightmares Bonnie and Chica usually go. Even the pumpkin itself tried to attack him.

- Don't talk ahead any more! - Fredbear replied when Chris successfully closed the door.

- Yeah-yeah... - the boy sat down on the bed.

Got to keep my calm and carry on

Stay awake until the sun will shine

But I'm not so strong, and they're not gone

They're still out there to take what's left of mine

5 hours 00 minutes

Today, for the first time, Chris heard the voices of other nightmares that were not in the attic. For example, the Nightmare Freddy, when he distracted him with his Freddles.

- I'm remade, but not by your father. The ones he shouldn't have killed. - Chris heard before driving the monster away.

- Wh-What? What does my dad have to do with it? What did he d-do? - the boy was perplexed.

- Did he kill someone? - plush Fredbear asked.

- N-No! My dad w-would never do that! - Afton denied.

And yet...

- Listen, well, don't worry about it, they're not real... A couple more nights and it will all be over... - the teddy tried to cheer Chris up.

- I assure you, I am very real. - said the Nightmare Fredbear who appeared in the room.

And a Nightmare was talking to the boy.

- You will not be spared... They won't save you... - it was in Chris' head.

- They're not real, Chris... If they were real, they would have killed you long ago... They can't touch you ... - Chris tried to convince himself otherwise, while the Nightmare deprived him of his mind.

And then there was the Nightmare Jack-O-Chica.

- The fire is burning inside me, and you will burn too! - the monster screamed while trying to get into the room.

- The nightmare is just beginning. - Nightmarionne was saying.

And he's damn right.

6 hours 00 minutes

- It's already morning. There is only 1 night left. - bear announced.

- And tomorrow is my birthday... - Chris sighed.

However, thoughts about his father and the words of the Nightmare Freddy did not leave his head. Is his dad hiding something?

There is 1 day left before the party.