This story takes place after the "Disassemble Freddy" ending. The main character, and another character, are mine.

Prologue

"Hello?" I answered. I had gotten a call from an unknown number. I was already worried. It was about midnight and my son wasn't home.

"Is this Mrs. Evans?" A female voice asked on the other end.

"Yes this is she."

"Can you come and pick up your son?" She asked.

"Yes, where is he?" I said, relieved.

"He's here with me at the pizzaplex."

The pizzaplex. I had never took Gregory there. What was he doing there?

"I'll be there soon." I replied. I hung up and grabbed my car keys. I drove to the pizzaplex. I never really like the place and there were reasons why. I pulled up by the curb and got out of the car, walking to the doors. A blond haired lady in a security guard outfit stood next to Gregory, waiting by the doors. I glanced at Gregory. He had a look of trauma and fear.

"Mrs. Evans?" She asked. I nodded my head, looking straight into her green eyes.

"What happened?" I asked.

"We found him here after hours," she said, stiffly.

"Well, thank you for finding him." I said, reaching for Gregory's hand. He grasped mine and hung onto it for dear life. I took him to the car and we drove away.

"What were you doing there?" I asked him after we were far away from that place. He wouldn't look at me. "Gregory?" I asked again.

"I just wanted to see the place." He whispered under his breath. I didn't say anything. He looked like he went through enough already. I glanced at him once more. He was on the verge of tears. I sighed. As I pulled up onto our driveway. I turned and looked at Gregory.

"What exactly happened there." I asked him. He stared at me, tears spilling down his cheeks.

"I..I.." he hiccuped. I stopped him.

"Take a deep breath." I told him, reassuringly. He took a deep breath, then let it out. He repeated it until he stopped hiccuping.

"I wanted to see the place. But I almost got caught so I hid inside one of the animatronics."

My gut tightened. I knew about the animatronics and their history.

"Go on." I breathed, trying not to show my worry.

"Well soon I was in the animatronic's room during after hours. He offered to help me go home." Tears pricked his eyes. "The other animatronics tried to kill me." He said softly.

My heart sank instantly. I knew it. I wiped away his tears. "Well I'm glad your safe." I reached for the door when Gregory stopped me.

"There was also some sort of bunny lady."

I stopped. "Bunny lady?" I asked, confused. I stared into his eyes. He was telling the truth.

"She followed me everywhere. But Freddy.." he stopped, the traumatized look on his face once more. "He stopped her." He said, quietly. I stared sadly at my son.

"Let's head inside." I told him. "It's late and WAY past your bedtime. I'm glad you told me this." I ruffled his hair, making him giggle. "And we'll talk about your punishment later."

"Okay mom." He pouted, then smiled a little. We both got out of the car. I was still thinking about our conversation. A bunny lady? That makes no sense. But it doesn't mean we're safe. A small idea popped into my head as I glance at the attic window. Then I unlocked the front door.

"Now go get ready for bed." I gave him a peck on his head. "I'll come and tuck you in soon."

He walked off up to his room. I went upstairs and pulled down the attic ladder. When I got to the top, I pulled the string hanging from the ceiling. The light flickered on. I walked toward my workbench. It had a robotic arm on it. I heaved it up and carried it over to the corner of the room. A robotic body slumped there.

Now I just need time.